The appraisal was complete.
A pretty little boy.
Fu qingchen's beautiful cat eyes widened when he saw Fu Shang pushing the door open. He wrapped the blanket around his body tightly like an angry kitten and raised his voice, ""Chu ran, what's wrong with you? why did you enter my room without my permission? Have you wasted all your etiquette lessons?"
Fu minliang shot him a glance like an emotionless machine, ""I'm sorry, young master Fu. Poor kids don't have etiquette class."
Fu qingchen was speechless.
She was speechless.
Fu Shang took out a feather duster from nowhere and patted it lightly in his hand. He then said coldly, " I'll ask again. Fu qingchen, can you get up? "
Fu qingchen asked in disbelief,"Chu ran, you want to hit me? you actually want to hit me?" You heartless woman actually wanted to hit me? Don't forget, I'm your employer!"
He made her sound like a heartless man.