"Lin Shuqing, if you don't give me an explanation today, this isn't over between us!"
Inside the office.
Sun Zhe clutched the top of his head, looking pitifully at Lin Shuqing.
"Talk. Why'd you hit me?"
Lin Shuqing shot him a big eye roll, clearly too lazy to bother, scooted back into her office chair, opened a small drawer, and pulled out a roll of plastic bags to hand to him.
"You wanted plastic bags, right? Here you go."
Sun Zhe looked totally baffled. "That's all?"
Lin Shuqing gave a little huff, eyes sweeping over the Spirit Crane Pills on the desk, her tone full of reproach: "Do you think these are jellybeans or something? Just grabbing a whole handful—couldn't you at least find a box? What if the medicinal power seeps out? Do you have any idea how precious a single Spirit Crane Pill is?"
"You're basically insulting a treasure!"
Sun Zhe looked awkward and muttered gloomily, "When did you get so naggy?"
Lin Shuqing's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Still talking back!"
