Ye Yuan hesitated for a moment but still handed Lu Qingyan a tissue, consoling him, "President Lu, don't be sad, crying too much is bad for your health. If the missus won't listen, just discipline her a bit!"
Lu Qingyan gave him a cold look, "I think it's you who needs to be disciplined."
Ye Yuan: "…"
He had seen many bosses do just that!
Their wives were very obedient.
He touched his nose, not daring to make another peep.
Lu Qingyan glanced at his watch on his right wrist; it was only five in the afternoon.
The mansion's gate behind him was already closed; he felt somewhat regretful about storming out since he had dinner with Jiang Nanshu in an hour.
Seeing that Lu Qingyan was still standing at the gate, Ye Yuan looked at the still bright sky, "President Lu, are we going to the company now or to talk business?"
