In the deserted corridor, Qin Yuru's cheeks suddenly turned crimson.
Zhang Xiaowei, without any hesitation, scooped her up in his arms.
This scared Qin Yuru half to death.
Although it was midday and few people would be in the office area, it didn't mean that no one would come.
It would be so embarrassing if they were spotted by any of the shop's staff.
But Zhang Xiaowei didn't care about that and carried her straight to the office door.
"Xiaowei, put me down quickly. Let me open the door, then once we're inside, you can do whatever you want."
Looking at Qin Yuru's anxious face, Zhang Xiaowei didn't take her words seriously at all.
"Sister Qin, just open the door like this."
Qin Yuru, unable to win against Zhang Xiaowei's insistence and worried about being seen, could only manage to get the keys out of her bag to open the door while still in Zhang Xiaowei's arms.
She felt a huge relief when the door opened.
