The girl's surprised expression caught Chen Jingyuan's eye, and he understood, shifting his gaze to the villa with a gentle tone, "There is a library at the end of the second-floor corridor. If you don't want to stay inside, there are other places you can go to; let Uncle Ming take you there."
The big shot fulfilled his duties as the landlord quite well.
Liang Weining didn't probe further into the discrepancies of the phone call from the morning; she just wanted to find something to pass the time.
But under the boss's watchful eye, she inevitably felt constrained and couldn't relax.
She nodded in agreement, "I'll just wander around a bit. Mr. Chen, please go on with your work, no need to mind me."
Chen Jingyuan indeed had official business to attend to, and his gaze drifted toward the front yard where Uncle Ming appeared on cue.
The latter led the girl towards the garden; an old man and a young girl, the scene was harmoniously and friendly.
