"Mm, I understand."
Meng Zhiyuan hung up and tapped his fingers lightly against the desk.
Shen Yun had suddenly gone mad in prison, shouting something about a Fate System before hurling himself against the wall.
Meng Zimu had shown similar symptoms. Both had been sent to a psychiatric hospital in B City and would probably spend the rest of their lives there.
He had wanted to destroy these two so-called protagonists of the world himself, but his plan had fallen through.
Knock, knock, knock!
"Come in."
Xiao Liu entered and saw his boss sitting in his office, perfectly fine. His whole body seemed to relax with relief.
He set a thick stack of documents on the desk with a slap.
"President Meng, all the projects you mentioned that the shareholders were secretly running have been terminated. These documents need your signature..."
Meng Zhiyuan pinched the bridge of his nose and waved a hand.
"Got it."
A smile spread over Xiao Liu's face, spilling past the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. Delighted, he turned to leave.
But his boss's deep voice startled him so badly that he nearly tripped over his own feet.
"Wait."
He turned around stiffly. Please don't tell me you're postponing another meeting or something. I can't take it anymore!
"What... should someone prepare for a marriage proposal?"
Xiao Liu's woeful expression froze. What?
What marriage proposal?
With his boss staring intently at him, he didn't dare question him-not if he wanted to keep his secure job.
He spoke hesitantly.
"...The more romantic, the better, I suppose. Flowers would be best!... And..."
Meng Zhiyuan listened and nodded, even taking out his phone to quietly make notes. The sight left Xiao Liu trembling with apprehension.
He had forgotten that Xiao Liu wasn't married either.
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