"Second Uncle."
Pei Ge called out to Pei Zhenghui, who was at his desk and reading a document, the moment she entered his office.
He lifted his head from the document at her call.
"Ge Ge, you are here." He smiled and stood up from the leather chair.
"Have you eaten?"
"I haven't yet." She was slightly taken aback by the middle-aged man's amiable appearance.
Somehow, she was reminded of the anger he had vented on her yesterday.
"Ge Ge?"
"Ah?" When she returned her attention to the present, she realized that he had unknowingly walked up to her.
"What are you thinking of? You didn't even respond to my question," he asked curiously.
"Ah. I just lost myself in the thought of some leftover work at the office," she replied sheepishly.
She decided not to say what she had truly been thinking of.
