Suyiyou listened to him actively explain to himself. Although he was angry, he also slowed down his anger for more than half. She asked him, "yesterday you went to drink with those big bosses. Is there a woman on the table?" Jiang Luyou said honestly, "yes, how can there be no women? Those big bosses took their junior and senior secretaries with them, but those who kept them privately passed." He is not a fool. After talking about business for so many years, he has long known that those big bosses have these people on the surface and who they are in private. Everyone knows it clearly. Those women are more spoiled than one, just like blood sucking foxes. Heavy makeup is pretty ugly, but those big bosses like this taste, and he doesn't understand it. Suyiyou was even more angry when she heard this, Take his shirt yesterday, throw it in front of him and ask him: "Then explain to me what these things are and why your shirt is dyed with lipstick prints. Are these lipstick prints women's? Why do you talk about business, and those women stick them to you? Don't say you accidentally got them. You accidentally got this position. You are so tall, they don't stand on tiptoe. How can they get you here?"
Just below the neck to the chest. A particularly ambiguous place. Hearing this, Jiang Luyou took the shirt over and looked at the red marks. He didn't know where it was rubbed, and he didn't touch those women. "I really don't know. I didn't touch those women yesterday, and those women didn't come near me. Maybe it was accidentally done, and I don't know how to do it. I was too drunk behind."
Su Yiyou doesn't believe this reason. He can touch it himself.