In the president's office on the 30th floor of the Dongchen group.
An Shijin had just finished reading some documents and was preparing for lunch.
He stood up and walked to the sofa. Looking at the food on the table, his gaze suddenly fell on the seat opposite him.
He thought of something and furrowed his brows.""What's the situation at the school?"
An Yuan knew what he was asking and replied,""This morning, the school's head of teaching already apologized to miss in front of all the teachers and students."
"Yes." An Shijin sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and began to eat.
"Young master, will this trouble the young lady? I don't think the young lady would like to be noticed," an Yuan asked after some hesitation.
"When did you learn to draw inferences?" An Shijin glanced at him.
An Yuan smiled awkwardly."It's because the young lady is still young. I'm afraid she can't handle it."
