Su Qiqi noticed a sense of restlessness appearing between Mo Chen's brows as he absentmindedly touched them, "I have to go now."
Before Su Qiqi could say a word, he had already left the office.
She released a small sigh and reflexively looked towards the contract's location.
Something appeared off. Su Qiqi remembered clearly that she had put that contract behind one of the JT magazines, but now it had been moved to the front.
Scrunching her eyebrows in thought, Su Qiqi mumbled under her breath, "Interesting."
If someone wanted to play games with her, then she was obliged to play along.
A shadow of darkness flashed across Su Qiqi's eyes as she pulled up a sardonic smile.
The office was filled with rumors and gossip. Zhou Lan, who had always been indifferent to them, was sitting at her desk, but their voices were growing too loud for her to ignore. Finally, she couldn't tolerate it anymore and slammed her hand on the desk, "What are you all doing during work hours?!"
