Duan Rong and Xiao Yu, one in front and one behind, stepped into the Document Library.
Xiao Yu looked at Duan Rong's back and said, "Xu Shouxian wants to assign me an assistant. Why did you stop him? You have an assistant yourself, so you're just leaving my matters aside?"
Duan Rong turned his head, fixed his gaze on Xiao Yu, hesitated a bit, then took a few steps back, leaned closer to Xiao Yu, lowered his voice, and said seriously, "More people mean more eyes."
Xiao Yu's heart stirred. She looked at Duan Rong's earnest and cautious expression, a look of contemplation in her eyes. Duan Rong clearly had something more to say, hinting at something.
Duan Rong stood there, the scent of rouge emanating from Xiao Yu filled his nostrils, stirring his emotions. Duan Rong touched his nose and turned to walk towards a desk in the corner of the Document Library.
