Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door to the office, he saw Tan Hui Min squatting by the door, holding several documents, looking utterly broken...
For the past few days, this beautiful young wife seemed to have been wearing the same clothes, the somewhat seductive professional skirt outfit she was wearing the second time Qiu Tu saw her.
—A sheer blouse, a form-fitting skirt, paired with a gentle wife's bun, and the dried tear stains on her face.
It must be said... Tan Hui Min, in her distraught state, was indeed more attractive than usual.
Seeing Tan Hui Min safe and squatting there, Qiu Tu let out a sigh of relief— it seemed Tan Hui Min hadn't been attacked.
However... Seeing Tan Hui Min in this dispirited state made Qiu Tu blink, feeling somewhat sorry for her.
Thinking this, he couldn't help but lower his head and ask softly, "Madam, are you alright?"
Hearing Qiu Tu's words, Tan Hui Min blankly raised her head to look over.
