Movement came from the bathroom, and Feng Bai wiped a green blue and white porcelain vase in her hands.
Footsteps approached from behind; as Feng Bai muttered to herself about Li Jingmo, she heard his low, sexy voice next to her ear, "What are you muttering about?"
"Ah!" Feng Bai jumped, startled, and the blue and white porcelain vase she held in her hands fell to the ground with a crisp sound, shattering on impact.
Li Jingmo's expression darkened as his phoenix eyes glinted coldly, "That was a Tang Dynasty blue and white porcelain, worth eight million."
"Eight million? Li Jingmo, you must be kidding me! Just deduct it from my salary if you have to."
Feng Bai said, feeling wronged as she saw his stern expression.
"Deduct from your salary?" Li Jingmo walked toward Feng Bai, who stepped back until she hit the wall. Li Jingmo then put one hand on the wall, trapping Feng Bai against it.
