"Hahaha... I'm dying of laughter... Hahaha... too funny..."
After returning to the office, Little Demon King lay on the couch, clutching his little belly, laughing so hard he couldn't get up anymore.
Pei Maoyan's office and Mo Qiansu's office were at opposite ends, one south and one north. Although they were on the same floor, they were far apart.
Therefore, the three people intensely discussing work inside the room were still unaware of what had transpired outside.
At this moment, they were all staring in bewilderment at the small figure on the couch who was convulsed in laughter.
"Little CEO, what are you laughing about? Did something happy happen?" Xiaokui couldn't resist asking with a curious face.
"You guys keep busy... Hahaha... don't mind me... Haha... let me laugh for a while... Hahaha..." Little Demon King waved his little hand, his little body shaking with laughter to the point where tears were streaming down his face.