Today, Juliet didn't sleep in but got up early in the morning.
After waking up, she washed up, put on makeup, and picked her clothes, shoes and bags without stopping.
She took almost all of the clothes in season in the wardrobe to the bed. She took each of them to the dressing mirror and imagined what she would be like when in it, and if she felt that it was not bad, she would try it on.
If she found it unsatisfactory, she would repeat the process until a satisfactory one was determined.
She spent one hour picking clothes, not including shoes and bags.
By the time she was about to leave, it was almost time for work.
Therefore, she never thought that he would dislike her because she dressed up decently.
Thinking of this, Juliet became even angrier.
And Payton was still talking nonstop.
"You are at a company, not a catwalk. You'd better utilize the time you spent on dressing up to read, and you will have the ability to finish your work and will not be an eye candy..."
Juliet only felt a wave of anger rising from the bottom of her heart. She gritted her teeth and roared, "Payton, are you enough?"
Payton was so frightened by her roar that he shut up and blinked. He looked at her innocently.
Juliet strode forward and grabbed his tie. He had no choice but to lower his head and meet her angry eyes.
He was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Curse and no hitting, Juliet.”
With his shout, Juliet could not hold her laughter.
"Payton, is it possible for a woman like me to hit you? You're brainless! You're a coward!"
Juliet loosened her grip on his tie and rolled her eyes at him with a look of disdain.
She actually called him a coward?!
“Juliet, don't think that I won't hit a woman." Payton was enraged.