Mu Shaoci's paint-black pupils reflected the woman lunging toward him, looking like a gigantic octopus clamoring over.
Had his legs been more cooperative, he would have definitely kicked her away.
Now he felt utterly like a helpless lamb, witnessing his own slaughter with wide-open eyes.
Plop!
Shen Lu knocked him to the ground.
Looking at the man fallen, his face a mix of gloom and anger, her mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Good heavens, what kind of sin had she committed?
"President Mu, I—I didn't mean it! I'll help you up right away."
Mu Shaoci closed his eyes, "You let Su Chen come here right now, immediately."
Shen Lu pushed up her glasses, "President Mu, Assistant Su is bedridden and can't move."
Mu Shaoci gave her a glare, "Thanks to you, I'm also now going to be bedridden and unable to move."
Shen Lu's face was filled with guilt, "I'm really sorry, President Mu. I'll be more careful in the future."