Ren Chuqing slowly walked into the bookroom, step by step approaching the figure.
Finally, when she was five steps away from the other person, she stopped in her tracks.
"Mr. Wen, I'm here. Can we talk?" she said, at this moment, he was sitting at the office desk in the bookroom, perusing the documents in his hands, seemingly treating her as if she were air.
After she finished speaking, Wen Muqing didn't even lift his head, not to mention giving any sort of response, treating her as if she were air.
"Mr. Wen, can we talk?" Ren Chuqing said again.
"What, do you think interrupting someone's work is the right way to ask for a favor?" Wen Muqing said coldly, still with his head down, not even glancing at her.
Ren Chuqing knew that today Wen Muqing had asked her to come see him, probably to give her a hard time, after all, their parting hadn't been too amicable.
Now, all she could do was endure this difficulty.
Ren Chuqing just stood there, quietly waiting.
