Bo Yunli narrowed his eyes.
She ignored his WeChat message and sent a WeChat message to Lu Wenbin instead?
Lu Wenbin?
Just then, there was another knock on the office door. Lu Wenbin's figure appeared at the office door again.
He felt that the president's mood should have gone back to normal now, but the moment he stepped into the office, he felt the rapidly condensing air pressure again.
If he was petrified the last time he came, then this time, even his blood was frozen.
"I, I'm sorry, President, I've come to the wrong place..."
After a long while, Bo Yunli controlled his temper and opened the WeChat message.
He planned to play along.
Instead of answering Su Ye's question directly, he copied Lu Wenbin's tone...
Bin Bin: Miss Su, I saw your post. Do you like that type of man?
Su Ye was always patient when she wanted to ask for help.
