True enough, it did not take long for Tsai Yawen to return to Yang Haoran's office.
Yang Haoran snickered when the lady knocked reluctantly on his office door one afternoon around two. She even came with a cup of coffee from the vendo machine in the pantry. That meant that the coffee was just free. Cheap treat. "Boss Yang! This is for you! Hehehe!"
"It isn't poisoned, is it?"
"Of course not!"
It was apparent on her face that she's bootlicking and was trying too hard to get what she wanted.
Yang Haoran's eyebrows arched in suspicion. "Can you wipe that look on your face?"
She played innocent, "What look?" She blinked it off then pulled her lips into a dog's silly smile.
