This was even more outrageous than disturbing a witch!
At that moment, faced with Liliana's two dazzling eye sockets, Fu Qian couldn't help marveling inwardly.
He could feel that the instant he disturbed her, she had locked onto him and established some kind of special connection.
The mental assault that followed was countless times stronger than Wen Li's unconscious stream of chatter.
This was more vicious than simply wrapping someone up in claws—it was like forcibly imprinting something onto their mind.
As a prickling numbness spread over him, Fu Qian watched helplessly as colors flickered across his skin and bumps rose along its surface, eventually gathering into something like the colored glass covering Liliana's body.
"Little Li, the department understands how you feel."
But faced with such a transformation, Fu Qian didn't retreat. Instead, he stepped closer, then crouched down in front of Liliana.
At the same time, he spoke with grave sincerity.
"I can really relate to how you feel."
"But you can see the situation we're in. Work is piling up, the tasks are heavy, and we're already short-staffed."
"If you take time off now to go home and get married, it'll be even harder to get the work done. What about our year-end targets?"
"And everything has to follow the laws of reality. If you're going home to get married, shouldn't you at least have a boyfriend first?"
Perhaps Fu Qian's pep talk had helped. Although Liliana still faced him, her sobbing gradually subsided.
At the same time, the homesickness in Fu Qian's mind eased a little.
"That's more like it. Understanding is everything."
Fu Qian felt rather pleased. He pressed his hands against his knees and stood up.
"Thanks for listening to me ramble. If you run into any difficulties in the future, you can