Quan Jingwu stood up cordially, tapping her head with his finger and saying, "Ungrateful little thing."
She brushed his hand away, picked up the phone, turned on some music, and asked, "Will this be a bother for you?"
"No."
Upon hearing this, Jian Qing confidently started playing the music. Just as Quan Jingwu had settled back into his seat at his desk, the sound of the music gave him a startle.
The gentle and soothing classical music featured the deep, rich sounds of a cello and the clear, cheerful strings of a violin. There was a faint touch of melancholy in the melody that pierced the soul and made anyone relax unknowingly.
Quan Jingwu glanced over at the figure curled up comfortably on the sofa and a light smile appeared on his lips. Returning to his work, he started dealing with the pile of documents on his desk.
Jian Qing was lying comfortably on the sofa, her demeanor calm and content as the classical music played on repeat.
