Qi Taiguo came home and saw Cheng Su hugging a pillow, puffing her cheeks in frustration, and couldn't help but find it a bit strange.
The restaurant had opened, and he heard that business was good. Cheng Su had been very happy lately, so what happened today? Who upset her?
"Who made our President Cheng upset? Look at those puffed-up cheeks, like a frog, ribbit ribbit." Qi Taiguo poked her puffed cheeks with his index finger.
Cheng Su had been sulking, but being teased like that, she burst out laughing and pushed him away, "Go away, you're the frog, a big old toad."
"There you smile." Qi Taiguo sat over, pulled her into his arms, and asked, "Why are you upset?"
Cheng Su sighed and said, "It's nothing, just sometimes it feels like no matter what you do, someone will have a problem with you."
"Huh? What's that supposed to mean?"
With nothing much to talk about, Cheng Su started recounting the two fundraising events.
