"Hemorrhoids are common, yes, but that's a guy you're talking about, restrain yourself a bit. I'll go show some concern in a moment," Sang Qiao sighed somewhat helplessly.
"Yay! I'll go downstairs to buy some ointment later, and you can help me deliver it," Meng Jiahe cheered.
She knew she seemed like a weirdo, but her feelings toward Chen Ling were really just sisterly concern for a younger brother!
Outside the door, Shangguan Yuan's face darkened. He forgot to knock and pushed the door open directly, "Which guy are you sending hemorrhoid cream to? How do you know he has hemorrhoids?"
Hearing these deadly consecutive questions, Meng Jiahe stiffened all over and awkwardly smiled, "What are you doing at the president's office if there's nothing up? Is there something you needed?"
"I can't come if there's nothing up, just to make it convenient for you to care about other men's hemorrhoids?"
