In the director's office, Bai Zhiqing sat at her own desk, head bowed as she processed the documents in front of her. Suddenly, she heard the door open and immediately looked up, only to see Lu Tianxing walk in with a heavy expression. A wave of confusion washed over her—what was up with him today? She had never seen him with such a grave expression before. Perhaps she had been too harsh on him that morning, leaving him alone at home, and now he was sulking, showing her his displeasure.
But that didn't make sense. Given Lu Tianxing's thick skin, impervious even to bullets, he shouldn't have that kind of expression.
"Lu Tianxing, what's wrong with you?" Bai Zhiqing pondered for a moment before asking.
Lu Tianxing looked up at Bai Zhiqing, and said with a bitter smile, "Wife, why is being a good person so hard!"
"What do you mean by that? Don't tell me someone asked you to pretend to be their boyfriend again?" Bai Zhiqing asked, puzzled.
"You guessed right, mostly."