Tang Tiantian's heart was seething with anger, her chest rising and falling, breathing uneven, a mist of tears beginning to fill her large, watery eyes.
Li Xiaoyao had already walked over; he stood behind Tang Tiantian, his right hand naturally slipping around her waist, gently pulling her into an embrace, and then he looked at the manager and said, "I'm very curious, what kind of proposition did you make to my girlfriend earlier?"
"Girlfriend?" When the manager heard this, and saw Li Xiaoyao's intimate gesture, he was momentarily dumbfounded, then his eyes started to panic, and he said, "It's nothing, just work-related matters."
After saying that, he quickly added, "Tang Tiantian is still on duty right now, I hope you won't disturb her work."
Li Xiaoyao smiled and said, "If I'm not mistaken, she's already off work."
"Sorry, Tang Tiantian has to work overtime today," the manager said with a huff.
