As the saying goes, the more you suppress your anger temporarily, the more it festers; take a step back, and you just end up feeling more aggrieved.
Thinking about Ye Huan hanging up the phone and not replying to her messages on WeChat, Su Qingqing became increasingly furious.
After reporting to Liu Tianyun, she stormed back to the sales department floor, her eyes blazing with anger, her hair practically standing on end in rage!
"Bang!"
She kicked the door open with a sudden burst of energy…
Hearing the noise from the office computer, Su Qingqing's face turned crimson, and she quickly shut and locked the door.
"Watching this kind of stuff in someone else's office in broad daylight?"
"Disgusting, ugh!"
As she spoke, Su Qingqing yanked out the cable connecting the speakers to the computer, and the strange noise stopped.
"You dare call me out? I should be asking you, why are you buying these films all the time?" Ye Huan said, raising his eyebrows at Su Qingqing.
