Ye Xian: "???"
"Hurry up."
Bo Tingshen draped the Golden Phoenix Feather Robe over himself, lightly resting his arm behind his head and slightly closed his eyes, as if imagining something, he urged.
Ye Xian: "..."
The CEO's method of punishing people is a bit too sadistic, isn't it?
Shouldn't the punishment for employees be a lecture on their thinking, or a fine, or at worst a beating? Have I just gone straight to the final stage of weeping and repenting?
"This..."
"What, you want to back out?"
"No, CEO, the key issue is..." Ye Xian glanced at the surrounding array of flowers and the beautiful scene of a perfect Mid-Autumn night, listening to the occasional bursts of happy laughter from Mom, Dad, and Brother in the house, "I can't break into tears all of a sudden."
"Are you not an actor? Don't even have that much skill?"
