Stuck In His Heart

If the man had a sad face the other day, but now, his face was so gentle and touching.

Not only did he not criticize him loudly, but he also forgave him so easily as if he was possessed by a ghost.

If someone said it was normal, he would rush up and slap his face to wake him up.

Richie raised his eyebrows, and the chair around him rotated slightly. He crossed his long legs gracefully and asked with a faint smile, "do you think you are idle?"

It was not the first time for Tim to do this. He shook his head in a hurry and got his nervous down all over his body. Because of Richie's moodiness, his workload was increased by three times.

Just like those high school students who were preparing for their final tests, he had to stay in the office all day long.

He was so busy that he wished there were seventy-two hours a day for him to use. However the man sitting in the office was in a bad mood, drinking tea, and scolding others sometimes.

He touched his nose when thinking of this. He remembered that he seemed to be the one who had been scolded the most severely.

Just because the work was too tedious, Tim needed to hang around in front of him too much and as a result, his scolding was equal to three times.

He was well aware of the man's facial expression. If he said a few more words, he would not get a good result.

"If you don't have anything else, you can go back to work first. Take away the documents submitted yesterday and make some adjustments." Richie raised his head and looked at the man whose face was gloomy. He pointed at the document at the corner of the table.

The meaning of expelling was so obvious that Tim could not ignore it. He had to step forward and put the document in his arms.

As he walked out, he suddenly thought of the call from Cassie. Although it was not a big deal, she had mentioned boss's name.

might

at the man who went back to the office, Richie raised his hand and knocked on the table with a pen. "Do

window. When

down. He answered the question seriously with a straight face. He repeated

that it was because of Consuela that Cassie was in a close relationship with.

by no means pleasant for Richie. Perhaps those words would push him to the bottom of the

with a click, the pen from the man's hand slipped down, and made a crisp sound on

telling everything to the man,

a problem in circulation and it was suddenly turned down by someone

the bone, let Tim lick his lips

fight with me?" He pushed

cold as icy water, which made Tim feel creepy in the

he continued to ask slowly, "how many lives do you think you can

seemed that he was about to do a heavy fight. He quickly stepped back a few steps. "I suddenly remembered that there are still a lot of things to

but the sound of

loosened the top button

in the street like ants. Suddenly he felt helpless because of

hand and rubbed his aching temple. When he thought of that woman, he smiled softly, but a moment later, he forced himself

lose control of himself gradually and didn't

to be an elite. On the spot with dozens of eyes in the Secretary Office, his back

into the man who was leaving. She raised her eyes

not as flexible as her voice, but gave him a sense of oppression. After a few seconds, Tim couldn't bear it and moved