All the colleagues in the office had already left, and only she was still working overtime.
Xuan Ting leaned against the dark wall, bored, listening to the girl inside grumbling, "That bastard Xuan Ting, takes my money, eats my food, stays at my place, and when I want him to stay for overtime, he runs off!"
It was said that Lu Xiaomian was cooking today and planned to make steamed pork ribs, so he just ran off.
Xu Haohao sighed deeply, "Trusting men is the same as pigs climbing trees! I'm starving to death!!"
From the shadows, Xuan Ting patted his pocket and took out a few one yuan and ten yuan bills, along with a premium black card.
His silhouette silently turned, disappearing without a trace within the company.
The office was exceptionally quiet, seemingly only disturbed by the sound of a pen scratching on the graphics tablet and... the occasional growl of a stomach.
