On the other end of the phone, the furious Situ Xuan felt equally irritable after hanging up!
Why is everyone trying to make trouble for him? The matters of the heart are unsmooth, and work matters are equally annoying!
Situ Xuan frowned and, with a wave of his large hand, swept everything off the table to the floor!
"Crash," the crystal ashtray and wine glass shattered on the floor like countless fragments of diamonds.
"Mr. Situ!" Hearing the commotion, Ya Jiayi ran over. Upon seeing the scene, she immediately recalled the time he got angry at home and almost killed her with an ashtray! Instantly too scared to move!
This time, after Situ Xuan threw everything off the table, he breathed heavily as if trying hard to calm his emotions. After a while, he suddenly noticed the file folder lying quietly amid the crystal shards.
