"...Assistant Zhang, please pour me a cup of coffee." Her voice was gentle, seemingly no different from before, only she added the word "please" in front of "pour me a coffee".
Zhang Ziwen caught that word. This was a change, this subtle change signaled the end of their cold war, everything returning to normal, all matters conducted professionally.
The coffee was poured quickly. A gently placed steaming cup in front of her. After more than 20 days of interacting, the meticulous Zhang Ziwen knew her preferences - one spoonful of sugar was enough.
"Thank you." Mu Qing lifted the cup and took a small sip of coffee. She glanced at his back as he returned to his desk without bat an eye, a hint of color flashed in her beautiful eyes. When he sat down and looked her way, Mu Qing quickly turned away her gaze, pretending to focus on the file.
