The twisted mind of Ye San Shao

  Is An Ya well?

  Her eyes stared dead at the president's office, took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and her small universe was burning fiercely. Damn it! Ye Chen, you pervert, black-hearted, beast, do you think I'm just a decoration?

  Snatched her bento and still dared to float away in front of him, was it because she glared at him and couldn't eat?

  My goodness, I've seen shameless people before, but never as shameless as this.

  I've said it before, don't be such a lowlife, or you'll get struck by lightning!

  She was about to rush in when Ye San Shao floated out of the CEO's office with a bento box and casually tossed her a red thing.

  Cheng An Ya subconsciously stretched out her hand to catch it.

  Master Kang Red Braised Beef Noodles

  Are you advertising?

  You're so rich, why are you eating such a common brand of instant noodles? At least you should be having something like bear's heart and leopard's gallbladder, that would match your nouveau riche status.

  "Miss Cheng, go eat instant noodles!" Ye San Shao's face didn't redden or show any signs of nervousness as he said it in a very calm tone. The sound sent shivers down Cheng An Ya's ears, making her want to pounce on him and chop him up with two knives.

  His expression seemed to say, "This instant noodle is a reward for you!"

  "Yè zǒng, you stole my bento."

  "As a qualified secretary, one must consider the boss's stomach." Ye San Shao was straightforward and confident, attacking the second chicken wing, making Cheng An Ya drool.

  "A normal boss wouldn't snatch a subordinate's bento." Cheng Anya smiled elegantly, but in her heart she transformed into Luffy, brutally slamming Ye San to the ground and trampling him.

  Are you kidding me?!

  "Huh, don't you know I'm not normal?" Ye San Shao calmly counterattacked, raising an eyebrow, his eyes gleaming with a sly charm, the corners of his mouth curving up in a subtle arc. "I have a history of mental illness, want to take a look and confirm it for yourself?"

  Cheng Anya was choked by Ye San's thick skin for a moment.

  Bastard, one day I'll trample you to death!

  Circumstances are stronger than people, and one can't help but bow their heads. Cheng Anya turned around and left, instant noodles are just instant noodles, not like she's never had them before.

  "Miss Cheng, take a look at the date, it should not be expired."

  Cheng An Ya's footsteps paused, damn it, this dead abdominal black is absolutely intentional, intentionally!

  If she were to accidentally kill someone one day, it would be because that person deserved to die, and the judge should not find her guilty.

  Cheng An Ya grasped Master Kang's hand and twisted it calmly.