The director really started to delegate his tasks to Pu Jianxin, handing over some work to him and supervising them, while Li Xianglu officially started her job, young as she was with quick hands, and her sweet smile made her popular among the elderly savers.
However, Zhou Qingfang had been barely speaking to Li Xianglu since that day, and whenever she did, her words were harsh, almost as if she wished to choke her to death.
Another half a month passed, and Li Xianglu felt she was becoming increasingly sleepy. She would get home at a little past six in the afternoon, and almost always go to bed before eight after dinner, sleeping for eleven hours. She woke up at seven in the morning without feeling tired, and her appetite had grown considerably. Half a month later, even she realized something was off.
She hadn't had her menstruation for nearly two months now. After counting on her fingers again, Li Xianglu completely panicked.
