Just as dinner was finishing, Shi Qianxi received a sudden phone call and stepped out.
Far less direct than Boss Jiang.
Hu Die had put down her chopsticks long ago; her slender figure clearly indicated she had a small appetite, now she was lost in the twilight outside the window.
Such leisure and elegance were surely rare in her past life.
Reaching middle age, adopting a new lifestyle might not be a bad idea.
No.
She was only twenty-seven.
In her prime.
"You should head back first."
Boss Jiang calmly dipped the goose into the sauce, mindful of the effort it had taken to bring the meal to the table, wasting food is shameful.
Old habits die hard, forgetting the person beside him was someone new, not the big-eating Taoist nun.
But he finally realized it now.
Hu Die withdrew her gaze from the darkening window, silently glancing at Boss Jiang, seemingly... reluctant to leave?
Honestly speaking.
Sometimes, work really does bring me joy.
"Is there a problem?"
