"If you can be more rude, you can take it out on me when you are angry. I am not your punching bag." Even though he is usually gentle, he also has a temper.
"Didn't I apologize to you? It's all my fault. Kiss, don't be angry, I'll feel sorry for you." Ling Shaotian made a kissing motion on the phone.
"Huh, next time you do this, I'll ignore you." Xiang Nan's tone finally softened.
"There won't be a next time, dear, come to my house tonight, I miss you so much~" Ling Shaotian's body immediately warmed up at the thought of being able to hug him.
As soon as Ling Shaotian finished speaking, a chill suddenly ran down his spine. When he looked back, he saw his devil CEO, with his hands folded across his chest, staring at him with half-lidded dangerous black eyes, his lips gradually parted.
A cold smile like Shura: "It's very sweet and warm. Please sort out all the plans for this week and give them to me. If you don't do them well, you are not allowed to leave work."
"What?" Ling Shaotian's eyes almost popped out of the window, he...he heard it right, he couldn't finish the one-week planning document tonight.
Duanmu Xiu snorted, completely ignoring his shock, and slammed the door hard.
"Ling Shaotian, what happened?" Xiang Nan called out worriedly as the sound suddenly disappeared.
"Dear, tonight's date is going to be ruined, ugh~" Ling Shaotian was about to cry but had no tears.
He just wanted to go on a date with his darling, so why did the CEO suddenly lose his temper and torment him? Is he jealous of them?
No, Xiahou Xiyue has already returned, so he has no reason to be jealous of them.
But only Xiahou Xiyue could influence his emotions. Could it be that they were not harmonious in private?
That’s right, the president’s behavior recently is like a man who is dissatisfied with his desires~
Ling Shaotian reached out and touched his chin, a thoughtful look flashed across his face.
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Although Duanmu Xiu preserved the painting that Xiahou Xiyue painted on the wall two years ago, the color became a little gray over time. Xiahou Xiyue had nothing to do, so she asked Xiang Nan to prepare paint for the wall.
The underwater painting was recolored.
She told Xiang Nan that she could take care of it herself and let him go and do his own thing. However, he kept staying inside, his face was unnatural, and he hesitated to speak every time, which made her feel strange.
Mother-in-law, this is not like him.
She put down the paint, picked up the writing board, and wrote: "Brother Xiang, do you have something to say to me?"
Xiang Nan, who was entrusted by others, turned red and felt a little embarrassed, and said, "Xiyue, you don't mind if I ask you some very private questions."
Xiahou Xiyue was stunned for a moment, then smiled and wrote: "If you want to ask anything, just ask."
Xiang Nan cleared his throat and calmed down before saying, "Xiyue, I am not gossiping, but I am concerned about the young master."
Is it about Duanmu Xiu? Xiahou Xiyue became a little nervous and quickly wrote: "What happened to him?"
"Don't worry, he's fine. He just had a bad temper when he was in the company, which made people in the company a little unbearable. He hasn't tried this since you came back. Is there something wrong with you guys?"
Xiang Nan weighed and asked.
Xiahou Xiyue's eyes froze for a moment. Was he in a bad mood? He didn't show any bad mood when he was at home.
