While tales about Wang Chao circulated in the underworld, on the second day, Wang Chao drove Lin Xinrui to the company.
"Manager Lin, your complexion doesn't look good! Did your relatives come?"
He held the steering wheel, looked into the rearview mirror, and flirted with the beauty boss.
"What relatives?" Lin Xinrui didn't react for a moment and asked confusedly.
"Your period! I must have a serious talk with you. During this time, you have to be careful! You can't eat cold, spicy, sour foods, and avoid the cold. You must eat more red dates and other things, otherwise, you will suffer in the future. I remember I have a special recipe for your pain. Do you want me to give it to you?"
"Wang Chao, you bastard, I really want to sew your mouth up!"
Lin Xinrui's face was blushing and she scolded him angrily.
