Chu Ting carefully went over every last word he had just said.
What riled him?!
He went over them many times and felt that there was nothing wrong. Was it my tone?
That can't be right. My tone should be good…
Wait a minute!
Unless…
'Even if you like Miss Lu…'
Holy shit! Is that what this is about?!
President Huo probably doesn't even realize this, so why did I say it for him!
He won't silence me, will he?!
Help! What do I do, what do I do!?
Will it help if I plead with Miss Lu?
Just as he was feeling anxious as a cat on a hot tin roof, the pointed glare from behind suddenly disappeared.
When he sensed this, Chu Ting was startled for a moment. His eyes darted around, and eventually, he decided to turn around to take a quick look. As expected, Huo Jinyan was not looking at him.
