Secretary Tang smiled. it's not the first day I've been with you. Don't worry.
"Yes, go ahead."
With that, he put away his pen, took off his glasses, and placed them neatly on the desk. "Yeah, I'm off work too."
He went out and saw the person opposite him reading a book with her head lowered.
In the evening of June, the sun shone faintly in the Secretariat.|| When he entered, Tang Ji 'an felt that this scene could heal one's soul.
He was in the dark. The people he met and the things he handled were not bright. It seemed that he was lucky to have such a good friend by his side.
At least, when he saw her, his mood would unconsciously become better, and he would feel that there was still hope in life.
Tang Ji 'an stood at the door for a long time, not wanting to break the beautiful atmosphere. At the other end of the corridor, Zhong Qi was standing.
He looked at her, and she looked at him.
