Now Secretary Liang truly felt like he was suffering from torture.
Should he call Madam or Boss to report this?
But how should he even put it when he called?
He couldn't say that Young Master had been turned gay by a gay…
In contrast to the imaginative Secretary Liang, Feng Shang on the other side of the game felt like he was the saddest person in the whole wide world.
Therefore, when his big brother knocked and came in, he didn't even hide his laptop away. He looked very vulnerable with a sad face.
Manager Feng thought that his game money ran out and directly replenished his account with 3000 yuan. He asked, "Enough?"
"No, it's not about the money!" Feng Shang stuttered. He felt that today's issue was pathetic.
Feng Yi lifted his eyebrow. "Then what is it?"
