What else but to listen to Ling Qingyu's words? She was the boss here. Tao Ling could only oblige and eat the meals but the waitresses hadn't served yet.
Why didn't Ling Qingyu want to talk about work here? Was she acting perfunctory to cater to her friend's request for help when the truth was that Ling Qingyu never considered her?
Tao Ling bit her lips and glanced away. Her mood dimmed but she still try to maintain her expression and inner turmoil.
Ling Qingyu poured a hot tea for Tao Ling, ignoring the girl's uneasiness. She knew and could read this girl's mind. Despite similar ages, the two experienced totally different lives.
Tao Ling could never hide her thoughts. Ling Qingyu poured a cup and took a sip, savoring the hot yet fresh taste, calming her mind.
"Take a sip."
"Ah-yes. I'm sorry." Tao Ling was stunned and bowed a little, smiling apologetically then reached out for the cup.
