After dilly-dallying in Su Xiyang's office for the entire afternoon, Shen Fanyun left work on time. Su Xiyang neatly brushed him aside. She gave the glorious pretext that with the exhibition tomorrow, she needed to go pick out clothes or cosmetics with her best friend.
Shen Fanyun had no choice but to leave alone.
As he was heading downstairs, a nimble figure leaped out like a silent, stealthy cat, giving him quite a scare.
It was Lin Jia.
"Manager, hello there!" Lin Jia chirped, her voice as clear and lively as a lark's, playful and cute.
"Don't do that again," Shen Fanyun said gruffly. "I have a bad heart. You could scare me to death."
"Oh, alright, alright," Lin Jia nodded, indicating she had remembered. "Are you leaving work alone?"
Shen Fanyun grunted in affirmation.
Lin Jia's eyes lit up with exaggerated joy. "What a coincidence! I'm leaving work alone too."
Shen Fanyun was speechless. That was a really lame joke.
