Gu Li was initially worried about Mo Shiting's health. But to her surprise, the moment she arrived at his office, he kissed her passionately and intensely, leaving her head spinning. It took her a while to regain her wits.
"Bastard! You're not running a fever? How dare you deceive me!"
Gu Li forcefully pushed him away. Frustrated, she threw the bag of medicine at him and turned to leave.
Mo Shiting, utterly bewildered, caught the bag of medicine and held her wrist at the same time. "When did I tell you I had a fever?"
Gu Li shook off his hand, gritting her teeth. "You didn't say, but Lu Yang did. You, you ordered him to lie to me. You big liar!"
Mo Shiting caught on and smirked. "Lu Yang is Lu Yang, and I am me. You can't blame me for what Lu Yang did."
"Well, why not? You're his boss. Without your instructions, even if he had the guts to, he wouldn't dare to do such a thing!"