Jiayi could hardly imagine that when she first arrived in Yundu, she had almost had a falling out with Fang Yao.
Tong Xiaomian didn't say much but her eyes blinked thoughtfully as she smiled.
Once the end of the workday arrived, colleagues from the design department began to leave one after another.
Especially the design assistants who had the next day off were all eager to enjoy their happy hour.
Jiayi watched the joyous silhouettes of Tong Xiaomian and several colleagues and couldn't help but sigh.
While others could party all night and sleep in late tomorrow, she had another job to attend to—it was her night to clean at Disheng.
She glanced at the reminder marked on the calendar on her desk, slung her bag over her shoulder, clocked out, and swiftly descended the stairs, driving her mini Cooper toward the Disheng Villa Area.
As usual, after arriving at the villa, Jiayi cleaned from the second floor down to the first floor.
