Su Xiaomeng had been in a bad mood for the past couple of days, but she couldn't figure out why.
Her period had ended just last week, and she didn't have any kind of mood swings during it.
Could it be because that creepy manager had been staring at her these past few days?
But, it wasn't the first time that bald, halitosis-suffering, farting-while-walking pervert had eyed her. Ever since she'd joined the company two years ago, that old bald man had been ogling her chest.
The more she thought about it, the less Su Xiaomeng could figure it out.
Su Xiaomeng walked out of the restroom and stood in front of the mirror. Looking at her reflection with her hair up, high heels on, glasses, and dressed in her OL outfit, she couldn't help but scrutinize herself carefully in the mirror and smiled, saying, "Girl, you're quite pretty. No wonder Zhao Han has his eye on you."
