Poor Secretary Song, despite having strong mental preparations, witnessed Forsythia Brown and Gem Atkinson entangled on the sofa when he brought the lemon tea in for the second time. He saw Forsythia, struggling to break free from Gem's grip, bite his arm in anger.
Ahhh! Secretary Song quickly closed his eyes, exclaiming, "I didn't see anything."
However, it seemed painful, otherwise, why would the never-complaining president groan in pain?
"Put the tea down, and you can leave," Gem said.
Forsythia, who was still biting Gem's arm, raised her head in confusion upon hearing his words. Following his gaze, she discovered the embarrassed and hesitant Secretary Song.
Feeling humiliated, Forsythia's anger and impulsiveness vanished. She quickly composed herself and sat down properly.
Upon hearing Gem's usual cold tone, Secretary Song trembled as he carefully placed the lemon tea on the table and politely said, "Miss, please enjoy."
