487. Chapter 487 There is a kind of mourning cry: admire Fan 6
A sly and ruthless light suddenly flashed in her eyes.
Gritting her teeth, she looked around and saw no one in all directions...
With a "pop" sound, the lunch box was placed heavily on the ground.
Since she couldn't beat Yang Mufan and gracefully stepped on his lunch box, she could always do it?!
Just thinking about him eating the food she stepped on, she felt... so happy!!!
So, the next scene is:
"Yang Mufan, you stinky bastard, you actually asked me to bring you a lunch box, now you give it to me!!!"
"I stepped on your lunch box and your pig food until your food was filled with stinky athlete's foot!!!"
"I told you to eat!!!!"
"I'll stomp, stomp, stomp..."
"Tread all your good luck out, and stamp out all your bad luck."
"I'll step on it..."
"It will cause you eighteen lifetimes of bad luck. It will cause you to die badly. It will cause you to die forever. It will make your teeth choke even when you drink water..."
"Asshole, bastard!!! Trample you to death, trample you to death, trample, trample, trample, trample..."
"Step on your pig's head, step on your pig's face, step on your pig's nose..."
"I make you proud, I make you proud, I make you bully me..."
"Now you have the ability to bully me!!!!"
"Hmph, if you bully me again, I will spit in your lunch box..."
However, just when Mu Wanqing was stepping on it, the blood was boiling, the passion was rising, and she was so high that she couldn't stand it anymore, the door of the conference room at the end of the corridor suddenly opened.
mb's senior executives were about to walk out of the office, following behind Yang Mufan.
Sirius asked: "President, lunch time has passed for nearly an hour. Let me call you to place an order..."
Other staff also wanted to be the first to treat Yang Mufan to dinner.
But Yang Mufan's sharp eyes caught sight of Mu Wanqing, who was more than twenty meters away, standing at the door of his office, holding on to the wall and stepping on something angrily.
He frowned and glanced at the person behind him.
When everyone saw it, they immediately understood and shut up.
He stepped forward lightly.
As the distance got closer, he clearly heard Mu Wanqing yelling through gritted teeth:
"Yang Mufan, I told you to eat lunch, I told you to eat!!"
"Ah, ah, ah, I'll trample you to death, I'll crush you, I'll trample you...bastard, bastard, I'll curse you to a bad death——"
"I will trample you, trample you, trample you..."
"It must be particularly delicious if you eat the food I stepped on?! Hahahaha..."
Just when she was having a great time stepping on it——
"It's boring to step on the lunch box to vent your anger. This person is standing behind you. Come on... I'm in a good mood today. I'll lend you a hundred courage and let you step on me!!"
Suddenly, an extremely magnetic and mellow male voice slowly and lowly sounded in the corridor.
The moment Mu Wanqing heard Yang Mufan's voice, she was so frightened that her hair stood up.
She turned around suddenly in horror.
At a glance, he saw: Yang Mufan, dressed in a handsome formal suit, handsome and charming, with an intimidating aura, was standing behind her at some point, looking down at her coldly and expressionlessly.
His sharp eyes made her whole body feel uncomfortable, her scalp was numb, and Mu Wanqing's legs were so weak that she was a little unsteady.
Subconsciously, she reached out to hold the wall.
I felt so annoyed and regretful that I wanted to hit the wall: Why did she carry it like this?
He could actually do something as immoral as stepping on his lunch box.%>_<%
