Chen An couldn't help but howl in his heart.
Why did Miss choose to come neither earlier nor later, but precisely when Fu Siya spilled water on President Li's chest and unexpectedly rushed to wipe it off?
The moment Miss pushed the door open, she saw a woman clinging to President Li's body; how could she not be angry!
Even he would be angry!
"President Li, Miss..."
Chen An hurried to look at Li Muchen, his subtext asking what to do now that Miss is clearly angry.
"Muchen, you..."
Having been abruptly pushed by Li Muchen a moment ago, Fu Siya, in her eight-centimeter heels, nearly toppled straight to the ground, barely steadying herself.
Li Muchen, however, took a deep breath, his expression instantly becoming grim and vicious.
Raising his eyes to look at Fu Siya, he coldly spat out a single word: "Scram."
"…What?"