Fu Xue was taken aback, then turned to glare at Doctor Zhu: "What do you mean by that?"
"I didn't mean anything." Doctor Zhu touched his nose, found it awkward, and prepared to slip away.
"Stop right there! You, Zhu, explain yourself clearly!" Fu Xue growled, her chest heaving violently with anger.
She was already well-endowed, and now it seemed even more flamboyant.
Doctor Zhu's mind was swayed, staring at Fu Xue's chest.
Fu Xue noticed his gaze, her face turned crimson all of a sudden, and she kicked him.
"Ow!" Doctor Zhu snapped back to reality from the kick and hurriedly explained, "No, I didn't mean to…"
A blatant denial!
Fu Xue was infuriated: "Do you believe I won't gouge your eyes out, Zhu?"
First, he questioned her loyalty to Ye Huang, and then he was fantasizing about her chest! If they weren't colleagues, she would destroy him!
