Lu Yuan looked at the dripping tap and then at his new suit. "Thank you, Madam."
As expected, the Madam only had a bad attitude towards President Jiang and Madam Jiang. She was still good to him.
He took off his suit and handed it to Lin Qingqian. He rolled up his sleeves and picked up the toolbox, looking like he was going to fight.
Lin Qingqian took his coat and turned to walk towards the living room. She turned around and looked at Lu Yuan. He was focused on being a repairman and did not look over at all.
Her porcelain-white fingers touched the inside pocket of her suit jacket. When she felt something hard, her red lips could not help but curl.
As expected, Lu Yuan's habit of putting his phone in the inner pocket of his suit had not changed.
Then his password shouldn't have been changed either.
