Shen Zhijin was a cold and proud person, and he was rarely angry.
Of course, rather than saying that he had a good temper, it was more that he did not care very much.
Also, every time he got angry, he would never be as angry as other people.
The tone of his voice would never change. Only his eyes would become exceptionally cold, and the pressure around him was extremely low.
Even if he did not say a word, just a glance was enough to scare people.
Yan Qiu had been with him for two years, so he was the most familiar with him.
So when he had accidentally noticed Ning Li's eyelids droop slightly as she went silent, his heart had skipped a beat.
That look, that aura, it really was the same as when the boss was angry!
When Ning Li heard that, she was stunned.
"Really?"
Yan Qiu tugged at Fu Niannian.
"Niannian, tell me, just now... didn't they look alike?"
