They brushed past each other mechanically, as if they hadn't seen anyone at all.
He couldn't hear Yan Zhou's greeting from behind; it was as if his soul had wandered off.
Yan Zhou stopped and glanced in the direction of the cabin, sensing something was wrong. Going in now would definitely get him a scolding.
He looked at the mountain of documents piled up in his hands with a worried expression, and sighed.
Never mind, it's not a big deal, we can afford the loss.
After convincing himself of his own innocence, he quickly caught up with Mingxiu, who had already walked away.
Stop them and ask what's going on.
Mingxiu's stiff face seemed to come alive as she looked at Yan Zhou and burst into tears...
But Yan Zhou's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
Mr. Jing's emotions seem to be becoming increasingly unstable lately, and I'm vaguely worried.
After Mingxiu finished speaking, she looked at Yan Zhou with a kind, fatherly gaze and a face full of sorrow.
He couldn't control his emotions and lunged at her.
Suddenly, documents flew everywhere.
The nearly 1.9-meter-tall Mingxiu pressed down on Yan Zhou, who was only 1.7 meters tall, like Mount Tai bearing the weight of the mountain.
Now Yan Zhou is the one who's going to cry. He says he can afford the loss, but he still has to do it; it's just a matter of time.
This is terrible. It won't just be a matter of time before we have to redo it all; there are also some contracts that weren't backed up.
Suddenly, Yan Zhou, holding Mingxiu, cried even louder.
So the maid, passing through the garden, saw two large men of vastly different builds brazenly... in broad daylight...
Although this is happening abroad and is quite normal in this day and age, I still don't quite understand why there are some elderly domestic helpers in the villa.
So while they were still immersed in their own world of sorrow, rumors about them were also quietly spreading across the island.
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