"How did you know I had a quarrel with Amo?" Ah, right. Qiao Xiaon'an just remembered, "Amo called you yesterday, what did he say?"
Most of the people in the office area have gone to demand their salaries, so now in the human resources department where Qiao Xiaon'an works, there are barely any people.
She's the only one left in the office.
Ye Jiajia looks around, "Everyone's gone to care about their salary issue. Only you are here smiling foolishly, you must have been drunk and ended up in your male god's arms last night, right?"
Qiao Xiaon'an smirks, "You already know, so why do you still ask."
Ye Jiajia's eyes are full of expectation, "You have no idea that your man called me yesterday. His voice...it was absolutely awesome."
"Awesome?" She immediately looked at Ye Jiajia in disbelief, "You describe a voice as 'awesome'? Did your art teacher teach your Chinese literature class?"
