She looked at Zhuang Heng, her voice somewhat cold, "I don't need your help."
Zhuang Heng just smiled generously and said to Xia Ranran, "Let's go." She turned, bringing with her a whiff of fragrant breeze.
The few people in the office watched Zhuang Heng gracefully walk away, all silently praising her elegant demeanor, worthy of a socialite's style. And that little newcomer? Clearly, she didn't know her place, so rude.
On her first day at work, Su Xingyu was already fuming with anger.
Dragging her exhausted body home at night, during dinner, Lu Shifeng asked, "How was the first day at work, did you get used to it?"
He still had the nerve to ask if she was used to it! Su Xingyu really wanted to dump her bowl of food on his cold, handsome face, but after comparing their strengths, she reluctantly gave up this unrealistic impulse. She fiercely tore at the sizzling beef in her mouth, mumbling, "It's okay."
Lu Shifeng frowned at her, "Don't talk with your mouth full."
