It had not been long since he got together with her, and his boss had already learned the meaning of 'lunch breaks' and taking 'leave early.'
Having dealt with the documents requiring immediate attention, Wen Yanqing put down his pen and tidied his clothes. He fished out his car key and left.
It must be private if he did not want anyone else to know about it.
Yi Qian eyed his boss, trying to convince himself that he was not envious, "I'm not jealous, nope! Besides, time away from work means less money for me. I love work; work loves me."
Yi Qian squashed his envy into a tight ball and prepared himself for the hardships of a worker. A sudden tug on his arm forced him to turn around, standing face to face with Secretary Wang, whose eyes shone with barely concealed interest.
"No horseplay in the office," Yi Qian lectured sternly. "You need to pay attention to your image."
