"I'm sorry, President Qi. He's just in a bad mood today and talking nonsense, so..."
"It's alright." Qi Shangyu glanced at his watch on his wrist: "I have some things to attend to, so I'll head back to the company first. Take care and recover well, Zhong Li."
Zhong Li nodded: "I understand, thank you, President Qi."
After seeing Qi Shangyu off, Zhong Li looked helplessly at the man sitting on the couch with a dark expression: "Why did you say that? You made things awkward for everyone."
"I didn't want him to come in, let alone see you, and you're not allowed to eat anything he bought. I'll throw them all in the trash outside later."
Gu Nanxi paused and continued: "You just invited him in, pinched me, and said I was talking nonsense because I'm in a bad mood."
My goodness, this person isn't just jealous; he's downright sour.
"My foot hurts."
Zhong Li looked at the man's face, which was almost as dark as coal, and could only play the pity card.
