When Ji Wei came downstairs for lunch, she swung her sore hands back and forth while walking, feeling utterly drained inside.
In order not to be late for work, she had exhausted every ounce of strength she had, barely managing to complete the handover and escape from the relentless clutches of a certain "king of jealousy."
Meanwhile, after indulging himself and feeling comfortable, Gu Moqian had drifted off to sleep again. He had flown back late last night and was indeed very tired.
...
As she got out of the car in front of Ji Building, Ji Wei was surprised to find that there wasn't a single media reporter lingering by the entrance.
Had those reporters decided to retreat in defeat?
Inside the CEO's office, Ji Wei was flipping through a document and had only read a few pages when someone knocked on the door.
"Come in," she said without looking up.
