"Good job, Brother Yichen!"
Qiao Yi winked, expressing himself ambiguously.
Mu Yichen rested one leg over the other, casting a sidelong glance at him with a discontented frown, and quickly kicked out at his leg.
Xi Meng happened to come by to deliver documents, and upon hearing Qiao Yi's yelp, she immediately rushed over: "What's wrong?"
Qiao Yi held his calf, looking up at his wife's concerned eyes, and instantly put on a smile: "It's nothing! We're just fooling around!"
Even though Qiao Yi said that, Xi Meng noticed his pale face, and then glanced at Zhao Huai and Mu Yichen, one was head down intently swiping his phone, the other fiddled with the teacup on his leg.
"How old are you guys, still yelling like that!"
Xi Meng whispered, guessing that her boss kicked her husband, although Mu Yichen was acting as if nothing happened, Xi Meng felt a bit aggrieved, yet dared not challenge her boss, so she handed over the file: "Mr. Mu, all the materials you wanted are in here."
