Watching Wang Xin laughing so hard she couldn't breathe and Sun Dasheng gloating with delight.
Huang Han said irritably, "It's not my fault. Who asked him to speak Mandarin so poorly that he pronounced my name, Huang Han, as Wang Hang? How was I supposed to know he was confessing his love to me?"
"Do you think I can be blamed?"
Huang Han's innocent expression only made the two laugh even harder.
"Oh my, I'm dying of laughter," Wang Xin clutched her stomach, laughing, "Every time this topic comes up, I can't stop laughing."
Huang Han raised her watch to signal to Sun Dasheng: it's work time.
But Sun Dasheng pretended not to see it and continued chatting with Wang Xin.
The two seemed like old friends, with endless things to say.
And it was mostly about their own random stuff, making Huang Han so angry she could explode.
No choice, since he's the boss.
The boss can start work whenever he wants, right?
