She knew it, the wicked capitalist, the privileged second-generation heir, he wasn't going to let her off easily. Sure enough, now her blood was about to be squeezed dry by him. Salary cut in half? Bonus cut in half?
!!!
Bastard, with all those reductions, what was she going to use to support her child?!!!
"Why are you glaring at me? If you don't like it, you can get lost. No one is begging you to stay."
Ye Ning: "..."
She took a long deep breath before finally forcing a smile back on her face and hurriedly waved her hands at him, "Not at all, not at all, I should thank Third Young Master Ou for giving me another chance. Well then, I will take Xiaobao and leave now, and I'll be on time for work tomorrow."
Ou Mucen glanced at her with a face full of disdainful ridicule.
Try to play him?
As if she didn't weigh her own worth.
Ye Ning, pretending not to see, went over and saw Xiaobao piecing together a model. She thus asked him where his changed clothes were.
