In the office, Fu Youran was lounging on the sofa, leisurely crossing one leg over the other, having driven away the annoying Yan Luoxi. Her mood was beautiful, having finally avenged the public humiliation she had suffered that day.
With a "bang," the office door was kicked open.
Fu Youran turned her head to look and saw a man who seemed to have returned from hell. A sense of inexplicable fear crept into her heart, and she couldn't help but stand up, timidly calling out, "Second brother."
"Shut up!" Li Yeqi rebuked harshly, his gaze ice cold as he stared at her, "Why are you here?"
"Of course, I walked in," Fu Youran's voice was low, sweet, and tender, looking at him with affection, "I worked overtime all night yesterday. I passed by this morning and thought I'd come up to see you, but then I fell asleep waiting."
"Ha!" Li Yeqi sneered coldly, "Am I that familiar with Miss Fu?"
"Second brother..." Fu Youran gazed at him blankly, a hint of hurt appearing in her eyes.
