Fang Yanwen felt an unbearable pressure coming on.
Frightened, she stopped crying and leaned against the seat, not daring to take another look at him.
She was truly afraid.
She was so afraid that she wished she could take back what she just said.
"Are you even worthy of being compared to her?" Pei Zhi looked at her disdainfully.
His aura was sharp and oppressive. "I find it disgusting to look at someone like you."
For a moment, Fang Yanwen felt like she was in a world of ice and snow and couldn't help but shiver.
She couldn't care less about the humiliation he gave her. Out of fear, she subconsciously apologized. "I-I'm sorry."
Pei Zhi pointed at the door. "Get lost."
After she fled, he sat back in his chair and rubbed his eyebrows, still in a fit of anger.
"Boss, have some water." Qu Shao walked to the water dispenser to get a glass of warm water.
