Stealing half a day's leisure in this fleeting life, it's rare to have a weekend to rest. Chu Qingcheng's tender feet are resting on the sofa, her jade hands holding the remote, watching a popular Korean drama.
At this moment, seeing Chu Qingcheng with the semblance of a girl's heart, Zhu Bufan couldn't help but let out a chuckle. Where does she look like the lofty CEO? At home, she's simply a youthful and beautiful girl.
Chu Qingcheng is watching the Korean drama, but the look in her charming eyes is far from pleasant. Remembering that bastard's giant sausage, she suddenly feels nauseous.
Glancing back, she catches sight of the said bastard holding a bright red hotdog sausage, flaunting it at her, "Boss Chu, this sausage is so big and thick, want to try it..."
"Bastard! Bastard!"
At that moment, Chu Qingcheng is so furious that her delicate body trembles, her chest heaving with waves. She wishes she could rush over and bite Zhu Bufan to death.
