"Feng Jiaojiao ended up like this now. Let's let them enjoy their little victory for a few days first! We'll deal with them when the opportunity arises." Zhuang Xiaoxuan said with a sullen face to Lv Jingjing.
But Lv Jingjing stood frozen in place, staring blankly behind Zhuang Xiaoxuan.
Zhuang Xiaoxuan sensed something was wrong and turned around, only to see Zhao Lin coming out of the room holding some documents.
"...Zhao Lin, when did you come back?" Zhuang Xiaoxuan panicked and pretended to ask calmly.
"Since you started cursing as soon as you came through the door." Zhao Lin gave her a deep look, nodded indifferently to Lv Jingjing, and turned to walk out.
"Old Zhao, it's not what you think. Please let me explain." Zhuang Xiaoxuan became more flustered seeing Zhao Lin like that.
She wouldn't feel anything if he lost his temper, but this indifferent attitude scared her.
