Hearing Qiao Xi's shout, Song Shiyu refused crazily. "Young Madam! I was wrong. I shouldn't have disturbed your married life. You can deduct my salary. I really didn't see anything. I don't dare to go in anymore! President, I know you two are close, but the living room is still a little cold and the floor is too hard. Be careful of your health! Otherwise, you'll get sick when you're old!"
The corners of Qiao Xi's mouth twitched slightly.
Gu Zheng looked at her and smiled. Then, he slowly straightened his slightly messy clothes and instructed casually, "Come in."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Shiyu pushed the door open and walked in obediently. He straightened his back and said respectfully, "President, I have something to report!"
Qiao Xi glared at him. Song Shiyu did not listen to her orders, but Gu Zheng only said two words and he came in obediently. Was this the difference in treatment?