C58 If You Have the Same Taste You Can Call Yourself a Bosom Friend

Ji Qingchuan was extremely depressed. He was like a tortoise hiding in its shell, wanting nothing more than to dig a hole and hide in it.

With this lesson, the image of a gentle and virtuous employee who had taught him all his knowledge had disappeared. Now, in everyone's eyes, the image of a good employee was gone. Ji Qingchuan was a jealous woman