In a fit of pique

For the first time, li junyu knew what it felt like to shoot someone in the foot.

If he had not arranged for a group meeting in 20 minutes when he entered the room just now ...

If only he had not requested for Ling bei to find a female secretary who would not fall for him, who would be meticulous in her work, and who would have principles even if she offended her boss when he was hiring ...

Now, none of that would have happened.

Taking a deep breath, li junyu suppressed his high-spirited desire and stepped down from ruan Mengmeng's body.

Ruan Mengmeng saw his serious and cold expression and could not help but ask, " "Li Yingluo."

"Don't talk, put on your clothes."

Li junyu only left ruan Mengmeng with his back view as he walked to the small bar in the office and poured himself a glass of cold water.

Ruan Mengmeng watched as he added large chunks of ice into his cup on such a cold day and drank it all in one gulp.

Ehh!