Su Li looked at Wei Chengfeng in disbelief.
She had merely put her foot on his desk, and he wanted to replace it. Was he really looking down on her that much?
Upon entering the elevator, Su Li silently bit her lip and asked in a low voice, "Wei Chengfeng, what do you mean by this?"
Wei Chengfeng's gaze swept over her, and he said, "I have OCD."
"Ha..." Su Li couldn't help but sneer, "OCD? If you had OCD, you should have married a woman you love, not just any woman to bring home."
No sooner had Su Li finished speaking than her chin was fiercely pinched, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed, emitting a chill that was enough to turn the confined elevator into an ice cave.
"Don't always try to anger me. What do you think I married you for? I just needed this wedding, and I will absolutely not touch you."
Although they had no feelings for each other, Su Li was still hurt by his words.
