Jiang Man had just stepped into the office area when she noticed a barrage of gazes.
She furrowed her brows and couldn't help but quicken her pace.
Zhao Huai was leading the way ahead, opened the door for her, and invited her in.
Upon entering the CEO's office, she immediately saw the man leaning against the leather sofa, massaging his temples, looking as if he had a headache.
Jiang Man strode forward, and Zhao Huai, being very perceptive, immediately left and closed the door behind him.
All of a sudden, the room was silent, leaving just her and Lu Xingzhou.
"Where are you hurt?"
Jiang Man walked over to the sofa and, turning her head for a look, couldn't help but suppress a chuckle.
The handsome man's face was marred, with bruises around his eye and mouth corners.
"Already at your age, and still learning from the young folks to fight?"
Jiang Man crossed her arms in front of her chest, her tone laced with teasing.