Everyone was eagerly anticipating.
Especially Li Yahan and Wang Nan Nan's group, who couldn't wait to see Jiang Lai's embarrassment.
——
Outside the office, Mu Chen gently knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Pushing the door open and stepping inside, the room was as dim as ever. The dark-hued desk and sofas exuded a low-key luxury, but there was a sense of oppression in the air, especially upon seeing Shen Liao sitting across the desk, the entire space felt filled with his overpowering presence.
Mu Chen took a deep breath, smiled, and walked forward, turning on the lights in the room just as she had five years ago, then neatly hung up the suit casually thrown on the sofa.
"You still don't know how to take care of yourself."
Shen Liao looked at her, her long dress and hair draped over her shoulders, it was the familiar look he often reminisced over the years.
Now the person was standing right before him, yet he felt no stir in his heart.
