"Who's there? What do you want?" Zhang Xiaohao said irritably.
Yet, his hands did not let go of Wu Qiaoqiao, continuing to press upon her soft, delicate body.
"Mr. Zhang, I have a document here that needs your signature," Lin Xiaowen's sweet voice came from outside again.
"I'm busy right now, dealing with official business. Come back in a couple of hours," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Mr. Zhang, this matter is very urgent, urgently waiting for your signature," Lin Xiaowen insisted.
"..." Zhang Xiaohao was internally speechless, feeling annoyed as the duck ready to be eaten had flown away.
Helplessly, he had no choice but to let go of Wu Qiaoqiao.
Wu Qiaoqiao was also very annoyed inside, just missing by that little to succeed.
In her mind, Wu Qiaoqiao secretly thought that Lin Xiaowen did it on purpose – seeing her enter Mr. Zhang's office and not come out for such a long time, she must have deliberately come to interrupt her.
Thinking of this, Wu Qiaoqiao felt very annoyed.
