Shen Yanqing's heart tightened as he walked toward her. "Nan Ge."
He called her name again and saw that she was staring blankly at Assistant Yuan without any other reaction.
Shen Yanqing frowned slightly and looked at Assistant Yuan.
The man's dark eyes under his glasses narrowed slightly, carrying an invisible pressure.
"…"
Assistant Yuan's scalp went numb and he almost crushed the cup in his hand.
He had been working for Shen Yanqing since graduation and was too familiar with his gaze.
"Erm. Miss Nan Ge brought fruit wine from the restaurant. I said that you're allergic to alcohol…"
At this point, the rest of the content was self-evident.
Shen Yanqing said helplessly, "Okay then. Go and eat."
Assistant Yuan felt as if he had been pardoned and slipped away quickly.
Soon, the corridor fell silent again, leaving only Shen Yanqing and Nan Ge.
"Shall we talk inside?" Shen Yanqing asked in a low voice.
