Flustered
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Seeing his boss stunned momentarily, Secretary Zhang guessed he had understood the rationale behind it all, and he finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Gu Shaoting sat back in his seat, resting his chin on his hand as he pondered, and Secretary Zhang slowly left the office, seeing this.
Gu Shaoting felt Secretary Zhang's words made sense. As a man, he could be flexible. What was the harm in being the first to give in?
Why did he love her in the first place?
With that thought in mind, Gu Shaoting took out his phone and called Shu Pan.
The phone did not ring for long before it was picked up. Shu Pan's lazy and indifferent voice came from the other end. "What's the matter?"
Couldn't he call her for no reason?
Gu Shaoting felt aggrieved. Why did his wife become like this recently? In the past, she would occasionally call, gently asking him if he had eaten or rested. How about these few days? She became cold and indifferent.