"A Lump Of Fat Is Art" 

Lai Jiayi scratched her cheeks in confusion. 

Is it truly to discuss her work? She didn't think that her boss would personally tell her father about her works, though. 

Sure enough, Zhao Yang shook his head, denying Lai Jiayi's words. 

"No. Not about work. It's about the ambush incident. I won't tell the details, but I have to thank your dad since you're technically my saviour." Zhao Yang's butt sank into the white sofa as he spoke. 

The guy then crossed his leg, showing his sturdy and long legs uncovered by the bathrobe. 

Uh...since the bathrobe only reached the guy's knee before, when he crossed his legs like that, he even showed off his thigh. 

Too sexy! So indecent! 

Lai Jiayi was speechless as she stared hard at Zhao Yang's smooth thigh. She suddenly realised that the amount of time this guy showed off his body at home was simply...superb.