Although Gu Yuying said so, Annie believed that Tang Juan must have done or said something.
Otherwise, Gu Yuying would not fire someone so easily.
He must be saying this just to save Tang Juan's face.
Annie, feeling somewhat helpless, put on a formal smile: "I understand, I'll go out first."
The vast office was left with only Gu Yuying. He brushed off the strange thoughts in his head and plunged into work.
By the time he looked up again, it was already five-thirty in the afternoon. He mumbled to himself: "Qingqing must be having dinner with her senior disciple right now!"
Gu Yuying, who was thirty-two years old, had never been in love before.
Loves were sprouting, and he could feel a bit, but he was not so sure.
So, Gu Yuying was still groping his way around.
But, he knew his heart. Just like he knew now, he wanted to know what Luo Qingli was doing?
Or more like, he wanted to know what she and Zhuo Yihan were doing?
