After Zhuang Nainai and Si Zhengting walked out of the conference room, Si Zhengting started doling out instructions to Ji Chen, who was walking behind him. "Send someone to keep a close eye on her and to keep tabs on all means of communication that she uses. This time, we have to get to the bottom of her background!"
Ji Chen lowered his head. "Understood, Sir."
Ji Chen left quickly to make the necessary arrangements. Zhuang Nainai kept walking together with Si Zhengting. While they were walking, Si Zhengting turned around, his soft gaze directed at Zhuang Nainai.
When they reached Zhuang Nainai's office, he helped her to lie on the sofa. Then, he sat next to her and started massaging her legs. "Are you tired?"
Zhuang Nainai looked at him absent-mindedly.
She thought back to how he had been cold and detached back then in high school, at how he had glared at her angrily when they met for the first time since high school five years later.