When Zhuo Fan mentioned the child, Ning Shiyu's face instantly turned ashen, unable to meet his eyes. Zhuo Fan was so terrified his legs went weak, thinking, Dear Buddha, please watch over me.
I don't have the slightest thing to do with that kid, please don't take it out on me.
Bang—Ning Shiyu grabbed the jade pen holder on the desk and smashed it on the floor.
Damn it, this is the most humiliating cuckold—I can't even find a place to vent my anger. That woman Lin Nuannuan, fine, let's see who can play this game longer.
Seeing this, Zhuo Fan quickly said, "Boss, I'll go fetch the tools and clean up," then fled the scene with his tail between his legs.
In the office across the hall, Lin Nuannuan watched Zhuo Fan scurry away and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She brought Lin Shenshen back here—of course Ning Shiyu would investigate. Looks like Zhuo Fan found those fake stories she made up.
