"How come it's you? Where is Wen Zhiyao?" Jiang Jingyan showed displeasure, the one he wanted to see hadn't appeared while the one whom he didn't wish to see popped up before him.
Jiang She could see the disappointment and resentment in Jiang Jingyan's eyes.
He didn't care, and sat right down on the couch next to him, casually taking a bite of an apple from the fruit plate.
The crispy crunch echoed continuously.
"Wen Zhiyao just arrived and has lots of other things to take care of, she doesn't have time to come over. I happen to be free, so I'm helping her out. You know, she injured her foot and can't walk much."
Jiang She casually concocted a lie to gloss over it.
Jiang Jingyan knew well that the distance between Wen Zhiyao's office and his own was only about a hundred meters.
Not as arduous as Jiang She had made it out to be.
However, it wasn't completely untrue about the injury to her foot.
