"What do you mean, 'how's it going'!"
Ji Zhicheng roared menacingly, his voice filled with anger, "What are you standing around for? Can't you pour a glass of water when I come home?"
Chen Min was taken aback by the shouting and hurriedly poured him a glass of water after she snapped back to reality.
The water was scalding hot. Ji Zhicheng immediately flung the cup away, shouting, "Are you trying to burn me to death!"
Chen Min felt wronged. If it had been before, Ji Zhicheng would never dare to treat her like this.
Now, not only had he let that mistress, his secretary, follow him around at all social functions, but he also came home to scold her.
When would such days ever come to an end!
Chen Min swallowed her anger and poured him a glass of ice water, handing it to him, "Calm down."
"Where is Ji Qingxin? Tell her to get down here!"
An ugly freak with a scratched face, utterly useless.
