Di Jinye was very angry.
But Cheng Ruowei on the other end of the phone sounded innocent.
"I'm doing official business during work hours, why would CEO Di be angry at me?"
"Secretary Cheng, I had clearly warned you not to leave the company."
In Di Jinye's possessiveness, his ex-wife, his Secretary Cheng, was someone only he could bully.
"I'll come back, I haven't left work yet."
"So where are you now?"
"..."
Cheng Ruowei fell silent.
At that moment, she stood at the entrance of the building wrapped in a down jacket, gazing at the torrential rain outside and then at the unresponsive taxi-hailing app on her phone.
The high heels seemed to rub her heels even more painfully, making it difficult to even stand.
"It's so cold outside, and you're still being harsh to me, your voice is even colder than the temperature."
Her voice was trembling as she spoke, sounding somewhat pitiful.