190 Comic Sense (1)_2
For Qiao Dongyang, this was simply devastating.
"Go tell the boss we'll pay more, no more time limit."
"No matter how much more you pay, it's useless. There's only so much water, and we won't get any more until tomorrow. If you use it all up today, do you expect other people to just not have water for their businesses?"
"... "
Qiao Dongyang scratched his head," Okay, okay! I'll hurry up."
He went to the bathroom. Chi Yue, his assistant, could only dutifully sit in the room.
Separated by just a wall, the sound of running water was loud; the house was not soundproof at all. She could almost hear everything Qiao Dongyang was doing in the bathroom, and even guess what he was doing based on the sounds...
Memory is a good thing.
It timely pushed a scene to Chi Yue.
Crown Hotel, Qiao Dongyang with his hair wet, opening the door, his deep black eyes shrouded in mist, the bathrobe tie that she had inadvertently pulled open...
She can't think about it anymore.