"Come on, don't get mad! The little sister-in-law just doesn't understand your good intentions! Since she's not with you, I'll accompany you! Let's go, the two of us men will go eat! You can't possibly skip meals just because she's not by your side! What if you starve and the little sister-in-law feels distressed!" As he spoke, he stood up, ignoring Mu Beiting's icy gaze, grabbed his arm, and forcibly dragged him outside.
Mu Beiting's thin lips pressed into a tight line. He forcefully shook off Yan Qinghan's hand, went back to his desk, pulled out a tissue to vigorously wipe the spot Yan Qinghan had touched, then took out an alcohol wipe to continue cleaning! After confirming it was clean, he strode out of the office.
Yan Qinghan was long accustomed to Mu Beiting's behavior. Mu Beiting had a cleanliness obsession, not just any cleanliness obsession, but one that was almost pathological!
