Accompanied by Lin Yujing's faint snoring, Li Zheng picked up the book he'd brought a while ago but had never gotten around to reading.
The scholar's aroma was like an old friend, it wouldn't hook you like an addiction, but once you finished your tasks and met with it, it was always around.
In the gradual sunset, Li Zheng held the book in his left hand and patted Jing softly with his right.
He could think of no simpler, nor more luxurious pleasure.
However, happiness conservation was like a devil's law that never spared you, no matter the time.
When colleagues finished their meetings and returned one by one to tidy up their stations, for them...
This scene was neither simple nor enjoyable.
They even tiptoed around, afraid to make a sound.
"Ah..."
"Is it so arrogant..."
"Although you know it clearly, it's still shocking to see with your own eyes..."
"I can't stay in this office!"
But only one person, he smiled subtly, his talents and achievements hidden.
