After the news uproar, Friday arrived in the blink of an eye, and Liang Weining got up early today, reaching the company at eight.
At this hour, the top floor of the building was peaceful, with only the lights in the public area dimly lit.
As she passed by the director's office, she glanced in through the crack of the door and was surprised to see a tea-making set on the small table in the sitting area. Could it be that Mr. Chen had entertained guests in the office last night?
First, she went to the secretary's office to drop off her bag, then back to her own office.
The door was ajar, so she entered directly.
Kneeling in front of the low table, Liang Weining skillfully boiled water and rinsed the teaware.
As she stood up after tidying everything, her gaze brushed over the business watch forgotten on the armrest of the sofa.
The silver and white mechanical watch dial was cool and luxurious, feeling somewhat hefty in her hand.
