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When work was over, Samuel Johnson waited in the car until the number of people leaving the office dwindled and he finally spotted a petite figure slowly walking out from the company's entrance.
She was a very young woman with fair skin and a delicate figure. Her long hair draped softly over her shoulders, and her face bore a gentle smile. She looked incredibly tender, and as she moved, it seemed as if she softened the air around her. She was the kind of person whose appearance alone made others like her and feel at ease.
Watching her approach, an uncontrollable smile emerged on Samuel's face as he eagerly opened the car door for her, gesturing for her to take the passenger seat.
"Why are you out so late today?"
"I forgot to send a draft to the editor. I remembered halfway through packing up and had to reopen my computer to send it."
