Dan Lingling forced a smile, "Yes, I know, I was just making small talk, Secretary Gu, don't be so nervous."
Gu Mian didn't respond, but quietly nodded, opening the door to the conference room, "Let's go, Miss Lingling, the others are waiting."
...
After school, Di Xiaxia couldn't help feeling anxious. She wanted to call Di Mingzhe, but guessed that he wouldn't be by his phone at this moment.
Unable to think of a better solution, she simply went back home with Di Jinxuan, knowing that Di Mingzhe would contact her once he was free.
As lunchtime approached, Di Xiaxia did indeed receive a call from Di Mingzhe.
Picking up the phone, Di Mingzhe's pleasant voice came through gently, "I have a social engagement tonight, and will come home late. Can you eat alone?"
"Mm," Di Xiaxia nodded, "I'm at the Di's house. You don't have to worry about me."
"Good girl," A hint of amusement colored Di Mingzhe's voice.
