Zhao Jingnan then took a serious look at Song Qinghuan, her delicate features, fair skin, clear and calm eyes. She carried an air of faint scholarly elegance, a sight that was quite comforting to the eyes.
Setting aside his prejudice of her exploiting relations to get in, Zhao Jingnan found this girl to be quite decent.
However, even though his impression of her has improved, Zhao Jingnan still couldn't come to like her. He was always clear about separating personal and work relationships, and it was uncomfortable for him to deviate from this because of the big boss.
Zhao Jingnan thought for a moment and lightly waved to Song Qinghuan, "Alright, I know about this matter. You may go back to work."
"Understood," Song Qinghuan's expression remained calm as she turned and left the office, but the joy in her heart was undeniable.
Now, she could be sure that she wouldn't be fired. It seemed that her husband did indeed wield some power within Times Group.
