NOVPUBChapter 135: 135. Compulsion, Benefits of a Boss
Chapter 135: 135. Compulsion, Benefits of a Boss
Shi Yuhuan was shocked and furious when the phone call ended abruptly.
When he tried to call back and found that the call had been blocked, a dangerous glint appeared in his cold eyes.
This damn green bean, if he wasn’t mistaken, had he been blacklisted? Does she not fear his punishment?
Fear him? Of course she did. The moment Song Qinghuan blacklisted his number, she felt a chill down her spine. The cold and cruelty he had shown her was so intense that her legs would go weak whenever she remembered it.
After blacklisting him, she wondered how Shi Yuhuan would punish her. But she didn’t care about the future, all she felt was that she was currently suffocating, like a steamed bun. If she didn’t do anything, she would explode.
So, what about Shi Yuhuan? She would just leave him in the blacklist for now.
Just as Qinghuan was lost in her thoughts, Zhan Cheng noticed that something was wrong and asked, “Huanhuan, who was on the phone just now?”
Song Qinghuan glanced at him, “Why? What’s the matter?”
Zhan Cheng smiled lightly, “Nothing, I’m just asking.”
He was not a suspicious man. He hadn’t heard clearly who was on the phone, didn’t even know if it was a man or a woman. But he sensed something was off with that phone call, could it be the person who was causing Song Qinghuan to reject him all this time?
“Buzz Buzz Buzz” Song Qinghuan’s phone suddenly vibrated again.
She was startled, thinking that Shi Yuhuan had called her from a different number, but she clearly overestimated her importance in Shi Yuhuan’s heart.
Shi Yuhuan wouldn’t bother about it, if he didn’t answer, he would just punish her until she complied, it had always been that way. n𝚘𝚟𝚙u𝚋.co𝚖
The call was from Zhao Jingnan. As soon as Song Qinghuan answered, he started furiously accusing her, “What are you doing? Didn’t I tell you to send the assessment forms of the new batch to my mailbox before the end of work? How come you haven’t sent them yet?”
Song Qinghuan frowned, a little confused, “Didn’t I send them already?”
“I didn’t receive them, send them to me again,” he said and immediately hung up the phone.
After he hung up, his wife looked at him puzzled, “Didn’t you receive them? I just saw you looking at them.”
Zhao Jingnan shot his wife a glance, “Why do you care so much? Just eat your food.”
On the other end of the phone, Song Qinghuan was shocked, speaking to the disconnected line, “What happened? I clearly sent them, I even confirmed, how is it that I didn’t send them?”
Zhan Cheng turned to her in confusion and asked softly, “Huanhuan, what happened?”
