Hu Lei was a little late arriving on the next day. She had underestimated how tired she was and had worked for a good number of hours before falling asleep. She had wanted to come in earlier to show remorse and dedication, but it would not be happening.
She sighed deeply with a hanging head as she entered the lift and headed for the highest floor.
As expected, Zhong Feng was not happy when she waltzed into his office an hour after the designated time. She comforted herself in her heart: she was here on a short contract, not as a permanent employee. As long as she fulfilled her assigned duties, she would be fine.
Still, she could not help feeling like a chastised schoolgirl once again as she stood before his desk. The guilt intensified because the evil emperor did not comment, in spite of the disapproving light in his eyes. Instead, he just indicated for her to sit down.
