"I've been poisoned!"
"What will happen if you don't get the antidote?" Su Ying asked through gritted teeth.
"Come on, Miss Su, you're the esteemed Vice President of Shiyan, and I'm just a lowly manager..."
...
"Ahem, who can predict what'll happen in the future?" Wang Dadong said with a grin.
"Hmph!" Su Ying turned her head away in anger.
Seeing that Su Ying was clearly upset, Wang Dadong appeased her, "Alright, Yingying, don't be mad. You're going to get wrinkles."
"You're the one getting wrinkles!" Su Ying rolled her eyes at Wang Dadong with irritation. This guy seriously needed a beating; he couldn't even comfort someone properly.
"Also, stop calling me Yingying. It's disgusting!"
"Alright, alright, I won't. By the way, Miss Su, why did you come to my office? Is there something you need from me?" Wang Dadong quickly changed the topic.
