That night, Luo Shumo tossed and turned on the bed. When she thought of Fu Yuchen lying on another woman's bed, she couldn't help but tremble and feel sad.
In the morning, she took the empty design paper and saw Bai Ling's desk. She reached out and put the empty design paper on the desk.
Bai Ling glanced indifferently at the blank design paper. She remembered that she had asked Fu Yuchen to drink a few cups last night. She had wanted to take the opportunity to please him, but she didn't expect that the man would leave in the end.

Thinking that the man would turn around and go to see Luo Shumo, she was so jealous that she went crazy.
At present, Luo Shumo did not draw the Forging Design. She crumpled the blank design paper on the table into a ball and threw it on Luo Shumo coldly. "Ms. Luo, what I want is a draft, not a blank thing. Do you think I am an idiot?"
The design she had worked so hard to draw last night had been torn apart by Fu Yuchen. After some torture, it was already past two o'clock in the morning. She did not have the mood to draw any more designs.
"I'm sorry! I'll be out as soon as possible today." Luo Shumo looked at Bai Ling in front of him and pursed his lips.
Bai Ling snorted, raised her eyebrows, and looked at her with a grim look. "Your subordinates can't do anything good. If everyone apologizes and it's over, can everyone make a mistake?"
"I'm sorry." Luo Shumo lowered her head. Hearing Bai Ling's arrogant tone, she subconsciously clenched her fists.

"Don't say sorry. You're like a coward." Bai Yun sneered coldly and flipped through the other modified drawings. "Don't think that you're amazing just because you're the Madam of the Fu family. Without Fu Yuchen's love, you're nothing."
Luo Shumo lowered his head and kept his lips shut.
Bai Ling found an opportunity and scolded her. She would never let go of such a good opportunity.
After scolding Luo Shumo, Bai Ling saw that Luo Shumo remained silent and felt that it was about time. At this time, she suddenly saw a black figure coming in from the door.

Her eyes flashed, and she instantly became flattering. She quickly walked to the door and looked at the man with a beautiful smile. "Mr. Fu, you are here. Look at Luo Shumo. He didn't finish the task he gave her yesterday. He obviously doesn't take me seriously."
Luo Shumo took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He didn't want to argue with a b*tch like Bai Ling.
Fu Yuchen looked up and his cold gaze swept across the woman's beautiful and cold face. He slowly walked up to her and locked his sinister gaze on her. "Why don't you complete your mission?"
Luo Shumo looked up at the man in front of her, who was coldly questioning him, and laughed. "Did you tear the design book last night? Why did you ask me?"
He had a cold and sharp look on his face again. When he thought of what had happened last night, Fu Yuchen's dark eyes grew darker and darker. "If I tear apart the drawing, won't you draw another one?"
"After being bitten by a mad dog, is Mr. Fu still in the mood to continue drawing?" She looked at Fu Yuchen coldly and said rudely.
Fu Yuchen narrowed his deep eyes and looked dangerously at Luo Shumo.
"How dare this woman say that I'm a mad dog! How dare she!"
Bai Ling, who was standing by the side, heard the strange conversation between the two of them. She glanced at Luo Shumo's neck intentionally or unintentionally. When she saw the kiss marks on Luo Shumo's white skin, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes.
It turned out that Fu Yuchen was with this woman last night, but he didn't accompany her.
Bai Ling's gaze was extremely vicious, but she cleverly hid it. She walked up to Fu Yuchen and said, "Actually, I don't think there's much to it. The main reason is to have a heart. Let her make up for this matter."
She knew Fu Yuchen very well. As long as she showed sympathy for Luo Shumo, the man would be angrier and would be more unkind to Luo Shumo.
"It's just that she doesn't come out. Can she remember to teach her a lesson?" The man's faint voice came, cold and deep. His whole body spread out, making people scared.
Luo Shumo lowered his gaze and did not look at Fu Yuchen.
She knew that no matter what she defended herself or what she explained, men would never believe her, let alone be considerate of her.
At this moment, he would never let go of him.
Bai Ling's eyes turned slightly. Looking at Fu Yuchen, she raised her eyebrows and said softly, "Why don't we cancel this year's year's year's year-end prize and let's do it this way?"
As she spoke, she glanced at Luo Shumo intentionally or unintentionally. A hint of pride and arrogance flashed across her crafty eyes.
"No." Fu Yuchen coldly refused Bai Ling's proposal. He looked at Luo Shumo, and there seemed to be an undercurrent in his deep black eyes. "You'll lose all your salary. Today, the cleaner in the archive is on leave and has swept the company's archive."
Luo Shumo's eyes trembled slightly, and he bit his thin lips without making a sound.
The Fu Group's archive occupied a whole floor, and the things inside were complicated. Many people looked at it as the dark hell of life. He not only deducted all his salary, but also deliberately punished himself.
However, no matter how much grievance she felt in her heart, she did not want to show it in front of the man in front of her!
He was her enemy. How could she show weakness in front of her enemy?
Bai Ling raised her eyebrows. Seeing that Fu Yuchen had executed Luo Shumo so miserably, the smile on the corners of her mouth became even wider. She deliberately pulled Fu Yuchen and said with concern, "Isn't this punishment too heavy? Four or five men in the archive have to be cleaned up for a whole day. She is a woman..."
"She doesn't care about this, Luo Shumo. Don't you think so?" The man snorted, glanced at her coldly, turned around, and left the office indifferently.
Seeing Fu Yuchen leave, Bai Ling rolled her eyes and quickly followed him to flatter him. The moment she turned around, she glanced at Luo Shumo proudly.
Luo Shu pursed her lips tightly, and her hands were clenched into fists. Looking at the backs of the two people leaving, she smiled sarcastically. After a pause, she strode out of the office and went to the archive.
Looking at the vast archive, it was empty at the moment. There were layers of bookcases. She silently picked up the mop on the side, twisted the water, and put it on the ground to drag the ground.
At this moment, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from the corridor. She was about to look over, but before she could see it clearly, the door of the archive was suddenly slammed shut.
Luo Shumo's expression tightened. Suddenly, something was wrong. She quickly threw away the mop in her hand and rushed to the door. She slammed the big iron door of the storeroom desperately and reached out to twist the door handle.
But it couldn't be twisted at all.
"Hey! Open the door!" She shouted at the door, but there was no movement outside.