"Mr. Lu, this is my resignation letter." Suman smiled gently and touchingly.
But a thunder exploded in Lu Wenjing's ears: [Bye bye! I want to go to the disco show, I want to keep a little fresh meat, and I want to let go of all the pent-up pain in the past five years!
Lu Wenjing (cold face): I don't allow it.
Suman (weak): Mr. Lu, you are not sweet if you are too strong.
Suman said in her heart: "It doesn't matter if the melon is sweet or not. As long as I twist it off, I'll be happy. It's best to dip it in some sugar."
When the rival Lin Ziang held Suman's hand at the dinner.
Lu Wenjing went completely crazy and pushed the person against the wall in public: "Manman, can you bring me one of those plans in your mind?"
Suman: (Raising eyebrows) Mr. Lu, what kind of overtime do you think this is?
Lu Wenjing: I'm being considerate, I'm being humble, I'm begging you not to look at the little guy.
