Guan Qingyan's concern made Feng Biyan feel like he didn't know how to respond. He lowered his head silently, wanting to avoid Guan Qingyan's questioning.
"Alright, if you don't want to tell me, I won't ask."Guan Qingyan turned around and was about to leave the office when Feng Biyan whispered,""Thank you. I haven't thought of how to tell you yet. I'll regret telling you when I think about it."
Feng Biyan looked like he was in pain. Guan Qingyan felt that everyone had a scar in their heart and she should not continue to ask.
" I'll wait." Guan Qingyan found a place to sit down in the office and started reading a book.
Unexpectedly, she was engrossed in reading. When she was halfway through the book, she stretched and looked up at the person who was working at the desk.
She looked at Feng Biyan, who was writing furiously, and walked over curiously." What are you doing? Is it because the work in the company hasn't been finished yet?"
