"You... nonsense!"
Tang Yueze shrank his neck; it's no wonder the master was angry. The master received a Western education. Asking him to type, whether it's with predictive text or a typing method, he couldn't do it! Lu Jinxuan is most proficient in English; to him, that's his native language.
"Hehe." Tang Yueze chuckled dryly, "Uh... how about you tell me, and I'll type it for you?"
Lu Jinxuan glared at him. What a joke! The things Lu Jinxuan says to woo girls—how could he let his subordinate see them?
This whole series of obstacles gave Lu Jinxuan a headache, and he roared, "Get out!"
"Yes." Tang Yueze slipped out swiftly!
Lu Jinxuan stared at the message input interface, not knowing what to do.
Just then, another message from Yu Sangwan arrived.
Why aren't you replying to me? Is this your attitude? Fine, I understand, you don't have to reply!
"SHIT!" Lu Jinxuan suddenly bounced from his chair, "Annoying girl!"
