The Hardest-Working One Was CEO Lu

Lu Chengwen looked at Zhuge Xiaohua and smiled.

Zhuge Xiaohua pursed her lips, her eyes wet. "Something this huge happened—why didn't you tell me? Look at you... you're a mess."

"I'm fine," Lu Chengwen said.

Long Aotian came back, bare-chested, his pants stained red.

He shoved open the gate, panting as he looked at everyone. "Fuck! They ran faster than rabbits!"

Long Aotian staggered over to the faucet, turned it on, and bent down to drink straight from it. After only a few gulps, he hit the floor with a thud and passed out cold.

Hua Xuening turned off the faucet and shook her head.

Snoring came from the other side.

Everyone looked over and saw that Zhao Ritian had already fallen asleep.

He was too exhausted.

Without even tending to his wounds, he had simply fallen asleep, sprawled flat on the floor by the stairwell corner.

Zhuge Xiaohua did not even spare those two a glance. She only looked at Lu Chengwen. "Are you all right? You're exhausted. You weren't hurt, were you?"

Li Zhenchen could not stand it anymore. "He looks perfectly fine. Those two are way worse off than he is..."

"Shut up!"

Zhuge Xiaohua looked at Lu Chengwen. "Are you angry?"

Lu Chengwen stood up wearily. "Yes, I'm a little angry with you. Why did you run off without saying a word? Do you know how worried Shi Yin, Mei Shao, and Xue Ning were about you?"

"What about you?"

"Of course I was worried too!" Lu Chengwen said. "You're just a little girl, half-witted and all. What if some bad guy kidnapped you?"

"I'm not! Who are you calling half-witted?" Zhuge Xiaohua pouted. "I was just... sad."

"If you're sad, listen to music or watch a movie. Don't vanish with a whoosh without even saying