"Wear it yourself." Long Chenli's face was filled with disgust. What he disliked was that Qiao Anyan had already reached this point and was still saying, "I've caught a cold these past few days. Isn't it equivalent to an industrial injury? I won't give you a chance to take a leave."

Qiao Anyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Even if Long Chen Li didn't say anything, he wouldn't ask for leave anymore. Almost all of the holidays had been used up. She still wanted to live on ...