"Something came up at home," Song Qinghuan casually skirted the issue, then quickly changed the topic: "And I might not even resign. It depends on whether it gets approved."
She would like nothing more than to leave without giving a second thought, but then she'd lose her income. She didn't have much money to her name, and if she didn't receive her wages, she might end up destitute.
"Really?" Yu Yang's eyes widened in delight. "Then you should stay. Come on, let's go to the office. I'll treat you to dinner after work."
Song Qinghuan gave it some thought and nodded, "Alright."
Since she didn't have anything else to do, there was no harm in going out for dinner with Yu Yang in the evening. Additionally, she could hand over her duties to her – after all, she was planning not to return to work.
Just as they entered, they saw a few colleagues huddled together.
