Zhao Youlin smiled and pretended she did not understand the underlying meaning in Zhao Youming's words. "Well, thank you for your concern, Chief Zhao. I will pay attention to the things you just told me in the future. There is still some work in my office I need to take care of. I should get going."
"Okay, I will get out of your hair then, Youlin. Bye." Zhao Youming obediently took a few steps backward, giving way to Zhao Youlin.
Zhao Youming thought he had gained something on Zhao Youlin, though what he did not know was the moment Zhao Youlin walked past him, the corner of her lips curled and her smile was… full of scorn.
Zhao Youlin, who had teased Zhao Youming on another level, returned to her office in a good mood, only to find her young secretary sitting at her desk staring at the strawberry cake in front of her with sparkly eyes.
