"I don't know what use it is for you to learn these things. I can understand learning some health knowledge, but learning about surgeries—" Tang Sili frowned, as if saying she was too bored and restless, doing such inexplicable things.
In fact, Miss Zhao had done many inexplicable things today, seemingly wanting to finish them all in one day.
She lunged again at the cold man in front of her, this time more boldly, grabbing his shoulders and pressing her lips directly onto his.
This time, finally, the man's gaze darkened.
He grabbed her restless wrist and lifted her up.
"You, what are you doing?" Zhao Mengjin questioned.
He pulled her over to a chair beside him and then took something from a drawer in the cabinet of his office, tossing it onto her lap: "Take your time, there's an instruction manual inside."
Zhao Mengjin looked down, and after seeing the words "female induc—" on the packaging, she immediately gritted her teeth.
