Liang Yingning didn't come, so Shen Jing was bored.
Early in the morning, with slightly reddened eyes, she stood by the armored gate, holding a cat. As usual, she watched an assistant from United Bank come to escort their President Zhou away. The assistant's name was Li Heng, and he stood with his hands clasped before him, nodding towards her. The beauty holding the cat, silent yet alluring, was indeed breathtakingly charming. President Zhou certainly had good taste. But that, Li Heng reminded himself, wasn't an assistant's concern. Better to speak less, observe less, and inquire less.
Shen Jing looked at Zhou Luchen with an aggrieved expression, wanting to go out with him. "Can I visit your company?"
Zhou Luchen paused mid-adjustment of his cufflinks, his gaze lightly falling on her. "For what purpose?"
She pleaded sincerely, "I promise not to disturb your work; I can wear a mask."
