"Are you going to do it or not?! Why are you wasting your breath?!" Gu Zheng roared impatiently. Clearly, he no longer had the patience.
Xu Anran was shocked. She raised her trembling hand and took off her jacket. She sat on the sofa and stroked her hair shyly. She also unbuttoned one of the buttons on her chest.
Just then, Gu Zheng suddenly made a call. "Song Shiyu, send the cleaning tools over. In order to apologize, Miss Xu insisted on cleaning the office. Didn't I make myself clear? She wants to clean the place!"
Xu Anran's hand, which was about to take off her clothes, froze as she looked at him in disbelief.
Wait! When did she say she wanted to clean?