Bo Yunshen finished his sentence and violently slammed the office door shut, creating a loud sound that made the secretary's office quiet as a pin drop.
He felt a suffocating pressure in his chest that he couldn't vent, and leaned back in his office chair, his gaze pausing momentarily on a calendar on his desk.
His lips tightly pursed, he reached out and picked it up.
This calendar, which he kept beside his computer, how did it get here?
Bo Yunshen suddenly remembered Qin Yan sitting on his chair, his brow furrowing slightly.
Did she move it?
He thought, what kind of madness is Qin Yan displaying now, was she provoked?
Can't stand his fondness for Manman? She's in a bad mood, so she has to provoke him too?
His lips curled into a mocking smile as he put the calendar back down, his gaze lingering on a tube of ointment on the desk.
Bo Yunshen reached out and picked it up, this tube of ointment…