Ding He spoke softly, his words like priceless treasure.
"Mm."
Fang Qing gave a short response, just hoping the other person would leave quickly.
"Alright, then I'll be going."
Ding He smiled as he said goodbye, turned, and walked towards the elevator. He had thought that his assistant would wait until he entered the elevator before going back to her room, but to his surprise, he heard the sound of the door closing behind him quite soon.
"Bang."
The sound echoed in the hallway.
The lawyer with a promising future paused for a moment, then continued towards the elevator and reached out to press the button.
"Jiang Chen, what on earth do you mean by that?!"
After closing the door and turning around, Fang Qing couldn't hold back any longer.
The person wiping the table was puzzled.
"What did I do?"
"What were you babbling about just now? What do you mean by 'often comes'?"
Jiang Chen stood up straight, confused, "What's wrong with that?"
