Every time this ice queen sought her out, it was never for anything good, but she really hadn't planned on telling Brother Huo about any of this, even though she knew that if she did blow in his ear, it might just work. But that would be too low class for her taste.
Women's wars should be fought by women themselves.
When soldiers come, block them; when water comes, flood them; just consider it training to improve her professional skills. No matter what, Bu Mochou couldn't literally eat her alive.
As she was pondering, she arrived at Bu Yanan's office, knocked on the door, and saluted...
"Reporting!"
"Come in!"
She walked in with a smile, approached the desk where Bu Mochou was carefully examining the document in her hand, not bothering to lift her eyes.
No problem, she had thick skin; she just smiled and saluted again.
"Director Bu, you wanted to see me?"
