"Hiss~be gentle!"
In the chairman's office at Bai Yu Pharmaceutical, Bai Yu, with a face full of bruises, was applying medicine.
The secretary's movements touched the wound on his forehead, causing him to grimace in pain.
"I'm sorry, Chairman Bai," the secretary said with a sincere yet fearful expression, though she was holding back her laughter inside.
"Alright, alright, you may go," he said.
After dismissing the secretary, Bai Yu touched the corner of his mouth where another wound was and inhaled sharply from the sting.
"That shrew, she really went for the kill!"
Lately, he had been out of luck in business, and directly capsized in the field of romance!
How could he keep running into such bad luck, was it because of his benming year going retrograde?
Why was his luck so terrible!
Just thinking about that scene in the hotel not long ago, Bai Yu still felt a lingering fear.
