Wen Ran saw Fu Chenlie's gaze grow colder and colder, somewhat bewildered.
She said she didn't care, shouldn't he be happy?
Why did his face seem even worse than before?
Wen Ran couldn't figure out what this man was thinking and took it upon herself to speak, "Boss, do you have any more questions for me? If not, I'm heading to the rest area. It's getting late; you should start working."
Returning to his senses, his tone icy, he said, "Do I need you to remind me whether I should work or not?"
She was stunned in place.
Was he on edge?
"Mind your own business!" Fu Chenlie warned as he dropped this phrase and decisively turned around, walking towards his desk.
Wen Ran looked on, puzzled.
Had she offended him somehow?!
...
After Fu Jiayue left the Fu Group's top floor, her expression turned colder.
Her mom said that the Fu Group would belong to her eldest uncle's family in the future, and it had nothing to do with them.