"Boss, did you get abused at home?" Yuanzhou, who had been urgently summoned to the small apartment by Huang Qingtian, was now staring at the two red marks on Huang Qingtian's elegant and noble face with an expression full of shock and disbelief.
"You're the one who got abused at home!" Faced with Yuanzhou's various questions, Huang Qingtian raised his hand and greeted Yuanzhou's chest.
That gesture looked like a man's greeting. But in reality, it hurt so much that Yuanzhou felt like crying out for his grandpa.
"Boss, if it's not domestic abuse, it's not domestic abuse. Can we stop with the physical stuff, it makes our relationship seem ambiguously close!"
Although that's what Yuanzhou was saying, in his heart he was convinced that Huang Qingtian had definitely been abused at home tonight.
The evidence was naturally the red marks on his face.
Perhaps because he was slandering the big boss in his heart, Yuanzhou's verbal response became much more casual.