"Sang Siyang, are you going straight to the company after this?" Fang Nianzhi leaned on the table and looked at him, asking softly.
"I'll drop you off first and then go. Do you want to come with me and have a look at the company?" Sang Siyang lowered his head and met the clear eyes of his woman, realizing he had never taken her there before.
"No need, no need, I can go home by myself later. You don't have to drop me off."
Fang Nianzhi was secretly relieved in her heart. That way, she could go back and clean up the muscular hunk newspapers hidden under her pillow.
She absolutely couldn't give Sang Siyang a chance to see them.
"It's okay, there's plenty of time." Sang Siyang responded directly without looking at his phone. As the CEO of the company, he didn't need to clock in for work.
But over the years, he had always been non-stop working, arriving early and leaving late.
