"No problem!"
Zhao Huai said dryly, his face devoid of any expression.
"You don't look like there's nothing wrong!"
"Ah! It's a long story!"
Seeing that Qiao Yi noticed his unhappiness, Zhao Huai didn't hide it anymore.
Xi Meng was making a phone call with a client. Before she could look up, she heard two men talking and walking toward her.
Of course, they weren't coming for her but for the person in the office next door.
"Guess what stupid thing this kid did?"
Qiao Yi bent over across her desk and asked her at eye level.
Xi Meng hung up the phone and looked up at Zhao Huai, who was shaking his head helplessly, and she frowned thoughtfully: "Can't guess! Did he upset his girlfriend?"
"Though you didn't guess the action, you guessed the target of anger, which is pretty impressive!"
Qiao Yi told her, then leaned over and gave her a big kiss on the forehead.
"What the hell!"
Zhao Huai felt his heart was pierced by thousands of arrows.
