When he arrived at the office, the receptionist, Qiao Xin, saw him and remarked in surprise, "Brother Chen Xiao, you look much better today! You don't have that sexually frustrated look you've had for the past few days!"
Chen Xiao was exasperated. 'I can't tell if she actually figured it out or if she's just joking!'
The other receptionist joked, "Xinxin, shouldn't that be on you? How have you been taking care of him?"
A pack of she-devils. Outnumbered and outgunned, Chen Xiao fled in defeat.
When he reached his office, Ma Jing came over and eyed him up and down.
Chen Xiao feigned anger. "What are you staring at? Think I didn't wash my face or something?"
"It's not that, Brother Chen Xiao. You're just... different today compared to yesterday!"
"How so?"
"Yesterday, you were all lovesick and pining. Today, you look as smug as the cat that got the cream!"
