Ah Chen just glanced at him. "Young Master will be angry if you show him that now."
Bai Kun snorted. "Of course I won't take it inside now. When he returns to the Lookout Pavilion, I'll show it to him and run."
Ah Chen sneered. "Are you that afraid?"
Bai Kun looked at him with pity. "Don't you know that there's a problem with a proposal in the planning department? Young Master has already scolded the person in charge of the project badly. From morning to night, his mood will probably be negative. Of course I won't go in now and forcefully offer him my head."
Ah Chen snorted and did not say anything.
The phone on the table suddenly rang. When Bai Kun picked it up, the man's cold voice could be heard. "Bai Kun, come in."
Bai Kun: "…"
Ah Chen smiled sincerely.
***
After dinner, Su Cha, who had finished rinsing her mouth, opened her mouth. Fu Mo held her phone and shone the flashlight into her throat.
