Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (20)

Qiao Ruoxi had no choice but to look up and meet his eyes. "I'm sorry, President Feng. My stomach is not feeling well."

Hearing that, Feng Yunan couldn't help but laugh coldly in his heart. Isn't that a terrible excuse?

'Does she think that I'm blind and easy to fool?'

It seemed that he had been too kind to her. That was why she had repeatedly challenged his bottom line.

Thinking of this, Feng Yunan decided to be ruthless. "Qiao Ruoxi, you are slacking off your work and disrespecting your superior. Your attitude is extremely bad. You can get lost now!"

His voice was cold and stern, as if he was the emperor in charge of life and death.

His decision was like an imperial edict that no one could disobey.

Qiao Ruoxi knew that she would offend Feng Yunan one day. She was already mentally prepared.

At this moment, she did not say anything and just turned around to go back to the lounge to pack her things.