After the argument on the thirty-third floor, silence fell like death.
The three people outside didn't dare to breathe too loudly, let alone speak, so the only sound on the entire thirty-third floor was the clicking of keyboards.
In Shen Fei's group chat of the four beauties, Chen Nuo: Did they argue? Clear the air? Couldn't bear it anymore?
Tang Yin: They argued, cleared the air, couldn't bear it anymore.
Ma Qi: Didn't catch what they were arguing about, don't jump to conclusions.
Chen Nuo: What else could they argue about? Shen Xian's temper is so good, she's already endured way past the human limit, I support her venting out all her unhappiness!
Ma Qi: ...
She touched her own neck, the memory of Shen Xian choking her still vivid in her mind—this… a good temper?
Tang Yin: It's the first time standing against Boss Gu, I support Shen Xian asserting her rights unconditionally, she must not lose her emotional sovereignty to her boss's tyranny.