Charm? She has none!
Skills? She's top notch!
Song Qinghuan's cell phone suddenly rang again, signaling a new message.
Without even looking, Bai Rubing was sure that the message was from that guy named Zhan Cheng.
She sat still, glancing around at her colleagues, all of whom were buried in their work. It seemed everyone had been particularly busy recently, with no spare time for idle chatter.
She glanced at Yu Yang, who was closest to Song Qinghuan. His desk was cluttered with papers, but he was nowhere to be seen.
In short, everyone was "busy"!
After thoughtful consideration, Bai Rubing abruptly rose from her seat, clutching a file.
As she walked past Song Qinghuan's desk, she stealthily pocketed Song Qinghuan's cell phone, which lay on the desk.
Inside the restroom stall, Bai Rubing realized she was wrong. The message that was received wasn't from Zhan Cheng, but from Song Qinghuan's mother.
