The Days of Toppling the CEO

Instinctively, he lifted his foot, wanting to walk past the few people blocking her and move towards her.

“Oh my! What an ugly face!”

After saying this, she suddenly froze because a deep, profound hurt flashed briefly in the beautiful eyes of that “ugly” face, quickly replaced by cold indifference.

“Sorry, I’m ugly.”

His heart twisted. Indeed, she too judged by appearance, just like the others he wanted to avoid.

But why did her judgment by appearance hurt him more than anyone else this year?

Looking at his face turning cold and sharp, her heart suddenly trembled, shocked, then feeling a hidden pain.

“I…” She wanted to apologize but didn’t know how to start, “Never mind!”

She turned, walked to the door, grabbed her large bag stuffed with random advertisement papers, and paused.

The soup’s fragrance behind her was so strong, but… she surprisingly had no appetite! Her mind was filled with his expression when he heard her say “ugly monster”.

She swallowed hard, “I… I’ll go first, I’ll wash your clothes and bring them back later. And… and…”

How difficult it was to say “goodbye”?

“You’re not taking your clothes back to wash?” A low, soft voice without discernible emotion sounded behind her.

“Oh? Right!”

She hurriedly walked into the bathroom next to the front door, grabbed the clothes, and was about to lower her head and leave when she suddenly saw a stainless steel thermal container in front of her.

She was stunned for a moment, slowly raising her head.

At this moment, his expression was so gentle, “Take it back, eat it while it’s hot. I’ve added cold water to the noodles so they won’t get mushy easily.”

She looked at him, then lowered her eyelashes to look at the stainless steel container, then looked up at him again…

An emotion was violently churning back and forth in her heart.

For the first time in her life, she panicked…

She grabbed the handle of the thermal container in his hand, turned around, and walked out without saying a word.

He stood by the kitchen window, gazing at a corner outside, his eyes unfocused and blank.

The lake of thoughts that had always been calm and disciplined was now turbulent.

He seemed to be struggling, but didn’t know what he was struggling with.

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