Ren Ziling arrived at the magazine office early in the morning with a dark expression, her face clouded like a thunderstorm.
Everyone familiar with the deputy editor-in-chief could feel the temperature in the entire office drop by three degrees the moment Ren Ziling returned.
This left quite a few employees wondering what had happened to Ren Ziling.
"She's on her period," Editor A said confidently.
"Yeah, she's on her period." Editor B found that explanation reasonable.
"Right, I think so too. Everyone, be careful~!" The scheming boy simply warned everyone.
Bang—!
Sitting at the desk in her private office, Ren Ziling had just pulled a stack of documents from the drawer when she slammed them heavily onto the desk.
Lizi, who was eating finger biscuits, blinked. With her sensitive hearing, she had naturally heard the employees talking in the lobby through the ventilation duct. "She really is on her period?"
Ren Ziling shot Lizi a fierce glare.
Lizi made a guess and immediately asked, "Sister Ren, Luo Qiu didn't go to that hotel last night and went straight home?"
She knew all too well how obsessed Ren Ziling was with having grandchildren. Ren Ziling had practically dragged her along to book that hotel room.
"No. He didn't come back all night!" Ren Ziling's expression was blank, but it was the sign of a volcano about to erupt.
Lizi trembled with fear and hesitantly said, "Isn't that a good thing...? He didn't come back all night, so it probably worked! Congratulations, Sister Ren!"
"It's not just last night. He won't be coming back for a long time!" Ren Ziling's voice grew even colder.
Lizi knew this was the state Ren Ziling entered just before reaching the peak of her rage. She instinctively swallowed, and for once did not stuff food into