"Am I the one with amnesia or are you? Didn't you just greet me twice?" Jinghen saw Guan Ling finish placing the coffee and come over, speaking lightly, "Guan Ling, take her out."
"Understood, President Fu."
Guan Ling, with a formulaic smile on her face, walked straight over to Wen Qiao, hooked her arm, and extricated her from the office.
"Let me go—mmph—"
Liu Tiantian struggled, but after just two shouts, Guan Ling covered her mouth and quickly left the office.
When Wen Qiao heard the noise and looked back, she just caught sight of Liu Tiantian being dragged out of the office.
"..."
What was that all about?
However, Jinghen acted as if nothing had happened, walked over to the sofa carrying a bag of desserts, and extended a hand towards Wen Qiao, "Come sit for a while."
His movements and words were too natural, and Wen Qiao could only follow her instincts and placed her hand in his palm.
"Stay with me this afternoon, and we'll head out together later in the evening?"
