Mu Ye watched the news on TV, then glanced at his big brother sitting next to him and couldn't help but gossip, "Did you have a fight with Lingzi?"
His tone carried not a hint of worry, more of curiosity and freshness.
Seemingly a bit schadenfreude about it, he coldly glanced over, pressed his lips, "No."
Mu Ye snorted, "Then why do you look like a jilted woman? What's that about?"
Mu Ri's tone turned dangerous: "You've been quite idle lately, haven't you? Chengyun hasn't given you a ton of stuff, so why not come to the company at home; recently, all the admin stuff is yours."
Mu Ye exclaimed, "I barely get a day off, and you people can't stand to see me relax for even a moment. Each and every one of you is like a vampire."
"I'll talk to Chengyun, he probably won't mind."
"I'm not free."
"You saying you're not free doesn't mean you're truly not free, master of the secret door."
"Damn it!"
