"Why?" Du Yuehua asked curiously.
"If I continue to look at these materials, I'll go mad." Ye Xiong's greatest fear in life was dealing with these kinds of documents; they gave him a headache just looking at them.
"How about this, let's work on it together," Du Yuehua suggested after thinking for a moment.
Ye Xiong's mouth formed an O shape as he excitedly said, "Great, great, let's work together. Work hard, make a concerted effort, work with a bang!"
A blush spread across Du Yuehua's face and all the way down to her neck.
This guy, why does he have to think about everything in such a distorted way? Does he have no decency?
"The 'work' I'm talking about isn't that kind of 'work'. I mean working as in doing something," Du Yuehua hurriedly explained.
"I meant that too, Sister Hua. Are you the one thinking crooked?"
