C166 Not Even a Root of Spring Onion

Jing Rui put down the cup in his hand in a panic. He quickly pulled out a few pieces of paper and was about to wipe the tea off Su Yao's body.

Su Yao gasped from the heat. The secretary she brought stood aside, waving her hands up and down. She wanted to help, but she didn't know what to do. She just stood there, frozen in place.

"Go away!" Su Yao shouted loudly. She pushed Jing Rui away