Lu Chenyu's brows were tightly furrowed, his expression as stern, critical, and disdainful as always.
However, today he looked somewhat ridiculous due to a band-aid on the corner of his mouth and the accompanying redness and swelling that diminished his dignity.
He walked over and looked at the stack of papers, "Where's the material I just printed?"
"Huh?" Mo Weiyi blinked her eyes and hurriedly bent down to find it.
Oh no, she was in such a hurry to get off work that she seemed to have...
Lu Chenyu's anger flared up instantly, "Did you mix up the materials I printed with these?"
Mo Weiyi: "..."
"What else can you mess up? Don't you know what's being printed here?" Lu Chenyu continued to berate her.
"I didn't mean to," Mo Weiyi explained, feeling aggrieved, "I was just eager to get off work..."
"If you're in such a hurry, why bother coming to work? Isn't it better to stay home and act like a princess?" Lu Chenyu inadvertently voiced his thoughts.
