C322 Consonance Makes Sense

Li Chenxi stood at the desk with his hands on the table. His gaze was deep as he looked at Shu Yao, who was sitting there. It was heavy.

This kind of gaze was too hot. She was not used to it and awkwardly pursed her lips. She could only say, "Don't you need to go to the company? Are you very free?"

"I'm the boss." His answer was calm and collected, and the word 'boss' came out of his mouth