Rong Zhi: "..."
Never seen someone lift their head and nearly break their own neck.
A bit more force, and they'd die on the spot.
She stuck to her principle of taking care of her employees and struck Bai Tingxun lightly on the back of the neck.
"Ouch, ouch, Director Rong, go easy!" Bai Tingxun screamed like a pig being slaughtered.
And why was Rong Zhi's hand so cold?!
She thought it was an ice cube on her neck.
"Feeling better?"
The young man's indifferent but clear voice echoed by her ear, Bai Tingxun couldn't help but nod, half-way realizing her neck was still hurting, and her face showed a pained expression.
However, just as she wanted to shout out, her hands touched her neck, pressing here and there, and she murmured, "Seems okay now?"
After moving it around a bit, she was cautious not to overdo it, but no matter how she moved, it really didn't hurt anymore.
