Lu Shang poked Bo Hanmo in the back. "Is your wife's inner voice always this lively and this wild?!"
"Shut up and just listen."
Lu Shang had never imagined gossip could be enjoyed like this. They were practically digging up eight generations of its ancestry. Life was full of soap-opera drama.
"Is this woman out of her mind?!"
Fang Yao looked over at Lu Shang, who pointed inside. "I mean, they've already broken up, and that woman still won't leave him alone. She's nuts."
Lu Shang gave Fu Qinxuan a strange look. There was something seriously wrong with that woman's head. How had Si Yucheng ever fallen for her? He must regret it now!
Fang Yao's inner voice continued.
[Oh, come on! If that were me, I'd slap him twice on the spot. What kind of person does that? If you want to trade up, fine, but why put me down while you're at it?!]
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Mi Jingrou looked at Si Yucheng worriedly. When she first met him, he had been a workaholic who kept working even after coughing up blood. She later learned from a colleague that his girlfriend had abandoned him, which was why he worked as though his life meant nothing.
Back then, Mi Jingrou had thought they were two parallel lines that would never intersect. One night, while working overtime, she noticed that the light in Si Yucheng's office was still on, but she couldn't hear any typing inside.
Mi Jingrou said, "Strange. Has Manager Si gone home today? Why can't I hear any typing?"
As it happened, Mi Jingrou needed to deliver some documents to her supervisor's desk. As she passed Si Yucheng's office, she discovered, to her horror, that he had collapsed on the floor.
She was so frightened that she dropped the documents