"Sisi, are you alright?"
Qian Sisi felt a bit of pain on her face, reached out to touch it, and then was startled by the blood on her fingers. She smiled at the boss and said, "I'm fine, just a minor injury!"
The boss had been holding back until now. Seeing Qian Sisi injured, she could bear it no longer. She forgot all the earnest advice she had given Qian Sisi and charged up to Ning Xue, "Hey, you lunatic, do you have a brain? Why do every decent thing you touch turn so dark and twisted? Are you sick in the head?"
Twice in one day, called sick by two completely different people, Ning Xue raised her hand and delivered a heavy slap to the boss.
The sound of it was almost as loud as the sound of the trophy being smashed on the ground earlier, and it scared Qian Sisi so much she scarcely dared to breathe. After a long moment, she rushed to the boss's side to check her face, "Boss, are you alright?"
