C10 (2/2)

Eh, upon being seen through by the man in such a manner, Qiao Anxiao was stunned. He thought to himself, ”Since my thoughts have been seen through …”

He asked in a slightly probing tone, ”I... I want to go out to work, okay? ” After asking this question, Qiao Anxiao even stole a glance at the change in Fu Siming's expression. He secretly estimated in his heart how likely it was that Fu Siming would agree to this matter.

”Work?” Fu Siming raised an eyebrow and said in a mocking tone, ”What kind of joke are you joking about?”

”I'm not joking with you!” How could she not work?

What kind of era was this? Was Fu Siming still sexist?

”Then tell me, other than knowing how to spend money, what else do you have?” Fu Siming taunted and ridiculed Johann. He showed no mercy.

Although Qiao Anyun was angry at the disdain he showed her, he knew that he couldn't offend her and could only coax her. So she smiled ingratiatingly and said, ”I want to be an architect!”

”Wishful thinking.” Fu Siming only gave such a four word evaluation of Qiao Anxiao, as if saying another word was a waste of his tongue.

Qiao Anxiao was rather confident in himself, and did not care about the blow from Fu Siming. He said, ”I have a lot of potential. You must believe in me!”

”Dream of idiots,” Fu Siming said disdainfully. ”Those few paintings in your room, that's potential?”

”Isn't it?” Qiao Anxiao was rather dissatisfied with this fellow's attitude. He said, ”I feel that my design is very good. It would not be an exaggeration to say that I was born for building design!”

”I wonder where your confidence comes from.” ”I advise you to give up on this heart of yours.”

Johann's heart was filled with dissatisfaction. What right did Fu Ming have to say such a thing about her!? To be able to tell that she was unable to do it even before she tried, that was truly too much of an injustice!

He didn't have the time to get entangled with Joanna, sit back down, and go over the company files again.

Seeing this, Qiao Anxiao felt that this fellow was planning on completely ignoring her. She did not get up, but clenched her teeth and stubbornly asked: ”What do I need to do so that you can make me go out to work?”

Fu Siming's beautiful eyes narrowed. He still wasn't willing to give up? Looking at the washboard under her knees, the man smiled playfully.

”Then just kneel. Kneeling on the washboard for the whole night. I think you should enjoy yourself anyway.”