"Assistant Chen, how's the matter coming along?"
Mo Qian was reviewing the latest quarterly sales report. Hearing the noise at the door, he asked casually without lifting his head.
The office fell silent for two seconds.
Not hearing a response, Mo Qian finally raised his head in slight surprise.
When he saw Ji Wei standing at the door, his deep eyes immediately softened, "Why is it you?"
Mo Qian stood up right away and walked toward her. Noticing the redness and swelling on Ji Wei's forehead, his gaze darkened instantly, "What happened? Does it hurt?"
Ji Wei didn't seem to mind and answered with a light laugh, "I accidentally hit the steering wheel."
Mo Qian grabbed her hand with a serious expression. As he led her toward the living area at the back of the office, he spoke in a low voice, "Why didn't you have Old Xu drive you over? Driving on your own—are you planning to get into another car accident?"
