After the middle-aged man left, only the husband and wife were left in the office. Fang Xiaonuan had already sensed her husband's increasingly intense gaze, so she went up to him directly. The man who had a murderous aura just now was completely different from the gentle husband from before. In that moment just now, it was as if she had transported to the time when the two of them had just gotten married. She did not like how bad his temper was.
Ji Lingchen's heart was already filled with anger. Just now, he was interrupted by his wife, and the anger in his heart began burning even more intensely. He suddenly sat down on the boss's chair, and the chair creaked from the impact.
