Once Shen Hao left, Jiang Cheng got up and opened the windows in the Public Office wider, letting out that bothersome fragrance inside.
"Neither man nor woman—does someone like that think he can make something of himself? Dream on!" Jiang Cheng muttered to himself. Naturally, he wasn't targeting Shen Hao, who had just departed, but rather the person who had idled in his Public Office for an entire hour before Shen Hao entered.
He disliked them, even felt repulsion, but Jiang Cheng dared not chase the person away—instead, he had to play the part with a smiling, cautious demeanor.
Precisely because of his irritable mood, Jiang Cheng had let some sarcasm slip when speaking with Shen Hao, though he didn't know whether Shen Hao noticed.
Especially when he uttered, "The way things are going just gets stranger and stranger." That came entirely from his own feelings, particularly when they touched upon the Royal Family at that moment; he couldn't help but say it aloud.
