"Ah!" Wan Meizhen got startled and let out a shriek.
Wen Meimei wasn't originally frightened, but Wan Meizhen's sudden scream scared her as well.
When Wan Meizhen saw it was her, her eyes immediately took on a layer of sinister chill, "Wen Meimei, what are you doing in a place like this?"
Wen Meimei lifted the meal box in her hand, her lips curling into a smile like a little white flower, "I came to bring my husband some food. Are you still working overtime, Meizhen?"
Wan Meizhen looked at her with disgust and scoffed coldly, "You're too late. I just brought Brother Chengxun his dinner, and he's already full."
"Is that so? Then I guess my portion can be a late-night snack. My husband adores me so much that he would finish every grain of rice I make, you know."
After saying that with a beaming smile, Wen Meimei turned and walked towards the chairman's office door.
Inside her heart, she was already seething with anger. Damn it!
