A Form Of Entertainment

Bai Pu's mood was somewhat unpleasant.

Bai Ye noticed that she was burdened with worries, so he waved his hand at the programmer and asked him to leave first.

Then, he hooked his long legs around Bai Pu's chair, positioning her directly in front of him.

With his arms crossed, he rarely asked her in a serious tone, "What have you been busy with lately?"

"What, what?" Bai Pu lowered her head, casually playing with her nails.

"Don't play dumb with me," Bai Ye deliberately put on a stern face.

However, the next second, Bai Pu raised her head, pouting her lips slightly, visibly showing a hint of grievance as she looked at him with accusing eyes.

Bai Ye couldn't maintain his cold expression any longer.