The Whole Internet is Shipping Me with My Ex-Boyfriend-Chapter 227: Gu Yuan Sees the Photo of the Bloodbath..._3

Wen Bo was getting heated with his little secretary.

The little secretary’s neckline was half open, her innocent beauty contrasted with the form-fitting professional outfit, accentuating her voluptuous and attractive figure. Everything that shouldn’t have been revealed was out in the open, creating an overwhelmingly provocative scene.

They were both startled when the office door was pushed open.

Wen Bo immediately pulled at his clothes and shouted angrily, "I told you I was resting. No matter how important the matter is, don’t disturb me. Even if the sky falls, wait until I’ve had my rest. Are you fucking looking for trouble?"

The secretary, scared but with President Gu behind him, braced himself and said, "President Wen, President Gu is here to discuss something with you."

As the words fell, Gu Yuan stepped in.

The little secretary, who was just adjusting her clothes, was merely embarrassed and angry when the secretary barged in, interrupting her moment with President Wen. But seeing President Gu also arrived, she was, instead, terrified and hurriedly tidied her clothes. The blush on her cheeks turned into a pale fright.

Why is President Gu here!

President Gu is here!!

During the time she worked beside President Wen, President Gu had never personally come to his office before. This was so sudden, catching them completely off guard.

Gu Yuan frowned, "Get out."

"Yes, President Gu," the little secretary whispered, face pale, as she ran out.

The secretary followed quickly, closing the door behind him.

The office fell silent. The residual air wasn’t pleasant, and Wen Bo stayed seated, not ready to stand; he straightened his collar, keeping an upright appearance, and asked, "You barged in without notice, aren’t you embarrassed? I’m embarrassed! What’s so urgent that you need to talk to me about?"

Gu Yuan stood outside the desk, pulling photos from the envelope she held, placing them on the desk, and pushing them towards Wen Bo, "Did you do this?"

Wen Bo, feigning innocence, picked up the photos and looked them over in a deliberate manner.

Then, he tossed the photos aside, looking startled, "Whose photos are these? They’re terrifying, all bloody..."

Gu Yuan, lacking patience, said, "Where is Chi Yu?"

Wen Bo, maintaining composure, "I have no idea what you’re talking about."

"I’m asking you, where is Chi Yu?!" Gu Yuan’s aura was growing colder, the temperature in the office seemed to drop because of her.

Wen Bo pushed back with his foot, his chair tilted back, he stretched his legs out, crossing them on the desk.

He was unfazed by Gu Yuan’s commanding presence, "You’re so strange, suddenly asking me about Chi Yu’s whereabouts. How would I know Chi Yu’s whereabouts? Am I close with him?"

Gu Yuan, having a fiery temper, picked up a cup of tea and threw it at Wen Bo, "Refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. I’m asking you, where is Chi Yu?"

"Gu Yuan, are you fucking crazy!!" Wen Bo was splashed with tea, leaves sticking to his face, looking ridiculous and disheveled.

She moved too fast, he couldn’t dodge in time.

The front of his shirt was soaked, and he wore a furious expression.

The teacup was still in Gu Yuan’s hand. She weighed it, saying, "Uncle, this teacup isn’t light, you think I throw it over, will you dodge faster, or will I aim more accurately?"

"Gu Yuan!!" Wen Bo pointed at her, "How dare you!"

"You can try me, what does Gu Yuan not dare to do??! Let me see... maybe aim it right at your head, how about calling it a work injury?"

With that, Gu Yuan tossed the ceramic teacup at Wen Bo. Wen Bo didn’t expect her to actually do it; unable to dodge, he got hit hard on the shoulder.

The teacup shattered on the ground.

"Hiss..." Wen Bo winced in pain, "Gu Yuan, I’m your uncle, this is a company, and you dare lay hands on me—are you... let’s talk this out calmly, Gu Yuan don’t be impulsive, put the general’s helmet down, put it down..."

Just a moment ago, Wen Bo was tough, but seeing Gu Yuan hefting the general’s helmet from his desk, he caved immediately.

Not only was he upset that it was an antique he spent thirty million on, but also afraid it might hurt if she actually threw it.

Gu Yuan, holding the general’s helmet, sternly demanded, "I’ll ask again, where is Chi Yu?" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"How should I know... hey hey hey, I might know, don’t throw it, don’t throw it, my dear aunt don’t throw it..." Wen Bo no longer dared to be stubborn, the previous bravado vanished.