Righteously rejecting his advances, "Boss Qin, we're just in a superior-subordinate relationship. Besides that, there's nothing else between us!"
For the first time, Qin Jun was rejected so openly, as if she couldn't wait to label themselves as strangers. He chuckled to himself, seeming to be in a better mood from teasing her, and exaggeratedly prolonged the tone, "Oh, is that so? I thought besides our superior-subordinate relationship, we were also debtor and creditor. So you don't want your broken guitar anymore, fine, now that the weather's cool, I'll just burn it and maybe roast a sausage."
At the mention of the guitar, Qi Yue was immediately silenced, and she held back as she spoke, "When will you return the guitar to me?"
"Didn't you say you don't want it?"
"..."
