She just couldn't bear that all the good things were hoarded by her, Avila.
After a short stay in the Resting Room, Jian Tianlin received a call and left.
"Eric, I'm going to the Bathroom." Maomao packed up the design sketch, placed it in the document bag, and then handed it to him.
Eric hmm'ed in response.
Coming out of the Bathroom, Maomao was in a good mood, humming a tune.
At that moment, someone rushed out from behind her and snatched her backpack away.
"Ah!"
Maomao cried out in alarm, chasing after the grey figure that had grabbed her backpack.
"Who are you, stop, give me back my bag."
Lucky for her that she exercised regularly; otherwise, the physical strength required to chase someone would have been too much.
"Stop, give me back my bag." Maomao caught up to the man, blocked his path, and looked at him with a dark expression.
