Lu Zhaozhao listened to He Xintian's words, and her entire brain instantly turned into a mush, she now just wanted to grab his shoulder and shake it violently.
She wanted to shake the water out of her head!
Are you okay? Are you okay?? Are you okay???
Could it be that He Xintian has some serious illness?!
Weren't the words she said clear and explicit enough?
Indeed, some sick people never care about what others say.
They only care about what they want to say.
"Thump thump thump."
Suddenly, someone knocked on the meeting room door again.
The several people inside almost simultaneously looked toward the door.
"Zhaozhao, are you busy?" As soon as Xia Wenyan saw Lu Zhaozhao, he walked over to her with a beaming smile, and behind him, Pei Huai also walked in slowly.
His eyes held only Lu Zhaozhao, so he completely failed to notice the awkward atmosphere in the meeting room.
