From that point on, until they reached the newspaper office, Mr. Su didn't say a single word, his face dark as a cloud.
Tu Hengsha felt very aggrieved. She was obviously so innocent; it was Mr. Su who misunderstood, so why should she take the blame?
The car stopped in the newspaper office's parking lot.
With a dark face, he started to get out of the car, and the ointment on him rolled off.
Tu Hengsha hurriedly said, "The ointment!" and picked it up to hand back to him.
He glanced at her coolly, "As a mature woman, couldn't you think that even if I had the ointment, I still couldn't apply it?"
"..." She regretted it. Fine, she was an immature woman, okay?
Following behind Mr. Su into the newspaper office, he went straight to his own desk. She pouted and returned to her place, only to unexpectedly find several shopping bags on her desk. Upon inspection of each bag, there were women's clothes, from innerwear to outerwear.
