Beneath the stage, Shen Hao looked at his boss, who wore a frosty countenance. The deep purple of his eyes was chillingly cold, making anyone who met his gaze feel a shiver down their spine.
Oh, how he wished the lady was here.
"Hey, Shen Hao, did Jian Qing not come today?" Quan Yifei, standing next to him, glanced at the stage and nudged Shen Hao with his elbow.
Shen Hao shook his head, lowering his voice, "If my lady were here, do you think the boss would still have that expression?"
Quan Yifei was stunned, "Um…"
The press interview went on for almost an hour. Considering the icy demeanor of the boss, the reporters did nothing more than asking him about the key points of the jewellery project. They dared not bring up any questions related to his private life.
The one who could influence the boss's mood was at home at this moment, leisurely located on the sofa watching TV, nibbling on a big box of ice cream.
