The receptionist was inwardly shaken to the core, and she said Fu Hang's floor with a trembling voice.
Chen Nian retracted her eye daggers and rushed to Fu Hang's office in anger.
"Fu Hang, are you really a man?!" Chen Nian pushed the door open and glared coldly at Fu Hang. She ignored Lin Nan, who was at the side, and walked up to Fu Hang's desk quickly. She slammed her hands on his desk hard.
A few people gathered outside the office to watch the show. After all, not many people in An City dared to act so arrogantly in front of Fu Hang.
Lin Nan glanced at the people at the door and walked over to close the door hurriedly. He wanted to exit the room, but he was a little worried that Chen Nian would make a move against Fu Hang, so he stood at the door without saying anything.
