"Squat Or Kneel"

Lai Jiayi flinched at the shoulder pat. She subconsciously stepped back. 

"Y-yes– " 

The smell of natural scent instantly assaulted Lai Jiayi's nose following the man's departure. She stopped her speech. 

'…mint?' 

The smell calmed her nerve for a second. 

The girl's face changed. She suddenly looked determined. 

Okay, calm down. I still have a business with that ice block. 

Lai Jiayi immediately put the suit on a floating suit hanger not far from her place and dashed to catch up with the young man. 

'Even though the barometer didn't raise, this is still good!' 

Arriving at the lavish, large living room, Lai Jiayi immediately approached the young man sitting on the white sofa. Zhao Yang just casually crossed his legs handsomely while scrolling his hologram screen. 

"B-boss!" Lai Jiayi ran at high speed toward the young man. Her deep brown, high ponytail swayed as she ran.