Mù Qiānxún cautiously sidled closer to Ou Zun, who was exuding a chilling air as if annoyed by her chosen game username.
She chuckled nervously.
"You should know about the game design in your company, right?"
Ou Zun glanced at her sideways, a cold sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Do you think I, a major boss, would know about the company's game design?"
Mù Qiānxún felt a shudder coursing through her.
Not out of fear, but out of disdain.
She wanted to berate him, 'Ou Zun you clueless man, even if the company is yours, you probably just fund it without lifting a finger.'
How could she expect him to know the technical staff in his company?
At least for all this time, she had never seen him go to the company.
A hands-off boss.
Mù Qiānxún climbed onto the bed, started massaging Ou Zun's shoulders in a placating fashion, her voice sweet and sticky, melting to the ear.
"Ou Zun, you seem to have a complicated relationship with Wen Rou. Do you want to share with me?"
