"T-Then I'll think of a way."
Jiajia's face inexplicably heated up, before her eyes lit up. She approached Pei Yunge softly and said, "Miss Pei, my desk is on the second floor. Why don't you and your grandmother come to my place first?"
Anyway, her desk was on the edge and no one would notice it usually.
Seeing the honest girl in front of her, Pei Yunge couldn't help but chuckle.
She smiled, her eyes seeming to sparkle. "Okay, thank you, Sister."
However…
When she went upstairs, Jiajia realized that something was wrong.
Had she seen this young lady's grandmother somewhere before??
Jiajia couldn't help but think deeply. However, when she opened the door to the stairs, she saw He Moqing holding President Hong, who was in his fifties or sixties, with an arm wrapped around his.
Jia Jia was stunned.
However, when He Moqing saw Jiajia, her expression almost distorted.
Instinctively, she let go of President Hong's hand.
