So...
She simply pretended to have twisted her ankle and poured the warm coffee all over him.
By a curious coincidence, it just happened to spill on his crotch.
"Ah! I'm so sorry, sir! I'm sorry!" Zhao Xue appeared both guilt-ridden and anxious on the surface, but deep down, she was delighted, and she immediately squatted down to help him wipe his coffee-stained suit pants.
However, before she could even reach out, a sharp kick hit her in the chest, "Get lost!"
Bang!
Zhao Xue was suddenly kicked aside, holding her aching chest in stunned confusion.
How did it turn out like this?
Wasn't she supposed to wipe off the coffee stains, then he was supposed to react, and then they were supposed to end up rolling together as a matter of course?
But why was he just furiously glaring at her, as if he wanted to devour her?
"Butler! Fire this woman."
After throwing out this phrase, Gu Zhihan returned angrily to his bedroom.
