Ye Meng could only give his all to cope.
But halfway through coping, he couldn't continue, begging for mercy and rolling his eyes: "Stop... stop, stop..."
But Fang Che didn't want to stop.
"We've wasted twenty days of work. How can I justify all those wages without working overtime tonight..."
"...But I really can't... anymore..."
Ye Meng pleaded: "How about you go find... Zhao Ying'er..."
"What nonsense are you talking about! I'm not interested in her!"
Fang Che raised his hand and slapped somewhere with a "pa": "Pushing me away like this, I need to punish you!"
And then the punishment began.
With this punishment, the day broke.
Morning.
Zhao Ying'er finished washing and walked out of her room, ready to go to work. She was surprised at the door to only see Fang Che standing there watching the little guys practice: "Where's Sister Ye Meng?"
"Oh, she's resting this morning." Fang Che said, "You go ahead by yourself."
"You're not going either?"
