Lei Zhan was used to it by now. This person had somehow offended the Boss again—even though he was always at a disadvantage, he just had to provoke others. He deserved it.
Weisheng Yueren, still writing something, had a glint in his eyes. Letting him give foolish advice, claiming he knew women best, yet his own face cramped with laughter. The more he talked, the angrier they got, so much for understanding women.
Gu Che stared resentfully at Qinghe's departing figure. Sharing the same last name, yet the difference was stark. Here he was slaving away for his exams, while Qinghe was off enjoying herself.
With a stern look from Grandpa Gu, Gu Che obediently returned to his room to study. To ensure he focused, his father had simply dumped him at Grandpa's place.
