Lin Zhiya looked at the man behind the desk, beaming with joy, and began with a grin that was all teeth and no eyes, "Shengxiao, are you still not finished with your work?"
"Just a bit left," Li Shengxiao felt a hint of suspicion at her expression and raised an eyebrow as he glanced toward Rong Yan, only to find her avoiding his gaze.
With her mind completely filled with her grandchild-making plan, Lin Zhiya didn't hesitate to say, "If it's just a bit, you can finish it tomorrow. It's so late tonight, why don't you get some rest?"
If he didn't rest, what was the point of tricking Yan into sharing a room with him after all the trouble she had gone through?
Li Shengxiao's brows furrowed.
