I felt even more anxious inside.
"Boss, are you looking for me?" An'an asked cautiously.
Dang Yang nodded: "Yeah, have a seat."
An'an sat on the sofa, cautiously looking at Dang Yang, tentatively asking: "Boss, is there something going on?"
Dang Yang looked at An'an, nodding, with a serious expression: "Yeah, there is something."
An'an panicked inside, what could it be? Did I violate any rules during my live broadcast? Or did someone report me?
"An Yue hasn't been talking to me these past few days." Dang Yang said.
"..."
An'an was stunned for a moment. Initially, she thought it was something about her work that had angered Dang Yang, and the boss was going to reprimand her. But unexpectedly... it was about Miss An?
Could it be... the boss is here asking for help?
"Why isn't Miss An talking to you?" An'an asked.
Dang Yang gave An'an a sideways glance: "If I knew, why would I come to you?"
An'an: "..."
