"Shaohua, how did it go?" The office door was closed.
Sister Jiang couldn't hear anything from inside; naturally, she had no idea what President Wen and the others were saying to Ye Shaohua.
When Ye Shaohua came out, her expression hadn't changed much compared to before.
But Sister Jiang wasn't sure.
After all, she had never really understood Ye Shaohua.
"Nothing serious, but kid, there's something I need to report to you," Ye Shaohua said, turning her head to smile at Sister Jiang.
Having faced Ye Shaohua for two years, Sister Jiang still couldn't help but take an extra glance at her now.
Fans were very fond of her usually cold expression, and that smile made even Sister Jiang, a woman herself, unable to look away.
"If I took out my phone and posted this on weibo, even your haters would probably find it hard to continue bashing you," Sister Jiang suddenly said.
Ye Shaohua took the sunglasses and slowly put them on herself.
