Chapter 130: Anger Him to Death

Fang Zongli's delicate brows raised and she instantly felt a sense of becoming the mistress of her own fate. She stretched languidly and continued typing on the keyboard. Seeing the man beside her yawn out of boredom, she smiled happily, feeling a great sense of satisfaction in her heart.

It wasn't until four o'clock that Lu Lizhe could no longer tolerate it. However, the woman beside him, who clearly seemed to have nothing to do, just sat there, sipping her drink without sleeping.

With a slap, his palm struck the table in front of him.

"Aren't you going to sleep at all?"

"Hey, what are you doing? You scared me," she frowned, her expression exaggerated, her tone fearful, "What's the matter? Is this how you protect people, by frightening them, not letting them do their work?"

"You... just tell me, what work are you doing? You're clearly just wasting both our time."