THE QIN MANSION.
SONG RUOXIN stopped by the stairs after leaving the library. She glanced towards the study, the door was door but she based on the reflection of light from under the chairman's study, he had to be in there working.
She was worried that he had been injured in the fall and was tempted to go in there and check on him. But quickly held herself back when she remembered their compromising position last night.
Her cheeks flushed at that memory. Although he had not said anything about that, it was a conversation that she was not willing to have.
It was better to let it be. She took her phone out of her phone to check for messages. This was the first time she was checking since last night so there were bound to be messages.
There were a few We chat messages and weibo notifications but the message at the top of her screen drew her attention.
