In the following days, there was no notice to leave or any script to take. Debbie focused on writing the self-criticism, and as for Baron, he had nursing worker to help him and she didn't want to talk to him any more.
It was not that she didn't want to talk to him, but that she didn't know how to talk to him.
The two of them were a perfect match. She seemed to be a fair mistress between the two, and sometimes she would inexplicably feel inferior.
It was not her style at all.
When the self-criticism was finished and submitted, the boss just looked at it with a casual look. After confirming the number of words, he nodded and asked her to leave.
"Although you have written the self-criticism, I still can't arrange your recent schedule. You still have a lot to learn."
Holding the doorknob, Debbie smiled and said, "I see."
The boss said meaningfully, "During this period of time, you should do something you should do."
He was indeed an old friend of Baron, and he had a good relationship with Baron. As soon as he heard that Baron's wife wanted to enter the entertainment circle, he took her over without hesitation.
Fortunately, she was not arrogant and brainless, but she really didn't make any progress. It was not appropriate to deliberately accommodate her. So she had been doing nothing until now.
"I will." With a smile, Debbie left quickly. Although the boss didn't put any pressure on her, looking at the superior leaders, she had a feeling of anxiety when she returned to the school and saw the dean.
Although she was not a good student who had an all-round development of character, wisdom, PE and art in school, she was still a child who would bow down because of the majesty of the dean.
In the office, the boss seemed to be thinking about something. "Well, why is she running so fast? I won't eat her."
He touched his old face and called the worried man in the hospital. Hearing the weak tone on the other end of the phone, he frowned and said,
rong, and she would be strong if he was weak.
In a word, she was bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
Baron still didn't say anything. He pulled up the quilt, indicating that he didn't want to see her or hear her voice.
He refused so decisively, but Debbie just wanted to bully the man who was recuperating. With a smile at the corners of her mouth, she said, "You've been close to someone else recently, and you think I'm boring, so you want to push me away like this?"
No way! She just wanted to annoy him!
After making up her mind, Debbie bent down and grabbed the quilt, with her hands on both sides of his head, forcing him to look at her.
Baron got impatient, "Are you annoyed?"
She was not annoyed at all, and it was especially good to have such a bad feeling now. She raised the corners of her mouth, lowered her head and kissed maliciously on his lips, and quickly retreated. "I'm not annoyed at all. I want to kiss you and hug you."
Baron's face turned pale at the speed visible. He didn't know if it was because he was disgusted by that kind of scene, or because of anything else.
This kind of reaction made Debbie happy but a little sad. She had really become a dreadful beast in his eyes?
Baron still acted like a natural victim, "Shame on you."
"Well, you are the most shameless."