The assistant office was filled with charm, while Wei Feng waited outside the office, anxious and restless for a long time.
Finally, he saw the president emerge.
Han Luoli opened the door feeling refreshed in body and mind, and Wei Feng looked up, his expression suddenly stunned. Seeing the president's satisfied look, could it be that...
His youthful face immediately brightened with joy, "Boss, congratulations!"
The big boss had made up with his wife, and Wei Feng couldn't express how thrilled he was; the lady was formidable, and at last, he didn't have to put up with the boss's sour face or endure the childish games of a juvenile man!
"The gown?"
Han Luoli asked while walking, and with his long legs, he quickly returned to his own office.
He still remembered feeling unbearably suffocated yesterday, so in a fit of impulse, he had thrown away all of Xiao Er's gowns; they would need to be custom-made again today.
