Her complexion was indeed not good, unusually pale, and her overall mental state was not great either.
"You don't look well, what's wrong?"
Even though things were settled last night, I still can't help but care about her, be concerned for her.
"Ah, President." Bai Zhi stood up, "I'm fine."
"Hmm, if you really feel unwell, go rest."
"No need, no need, just drink some hot water and I'll be fine."
Although it hurts for a day every month, it's not that unbearable. I can always endure it, especially since I'm already at work, I can't possibly take a day off every month for this, right?
Duan Xingzhi glanced at the milk tea in front of her but said nothing and went to the pantry himself.
Originally, Bai Zhi wanted to help him with it, but she decided against it and quietly sat back down to work.
