"Then why are you spouting so much nonsense."
Lu Jingchen slightly narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to pull open the curtains of the French window, and then walked out, his tone unchanged, "Just a force of habit."
Glancing at the documents in front of him, which had piled up quite a bit over the past few days, and many of which were quite important, even his secretary had to work overtime with him, he couldn't help but feel a bit irritated and blurted out, "Spit it out if you have something to say, and fart if you have to, I'm damn busy."
But Lu Jingchen was unhurried, speaking lightly and breezily, "I seem to have forgotten what I wanted to say, let me think."
Xi Mohan, "…Lu Jingchen have you gone stupid? What the hell is the call for, if you're not going to speak up I'm hanging up." Because he had been at the hospital with Ning Wan these past two days, a lot of work at the company had not been finished, so he had to come in and work overtime on Saturday.
