After seeing off Zhou Jin'an, Qiao En quickly went upstairs.
"Director Zhou, I'm sorry, maybe... I should accompany you to the hospital."
Qiao En headed straight to Zhou Chucheng's office.
Zhou Jin'an had hit Zhou Chucheng, and she felt very guilty.
On Zhou Chucheng's face, patches of blue and purple were visible, which looked somewhat disheveled.
He was applying an ice pack to his cheek and waved his hand weakly, "I'm fine, it's just a superficial skin injury, it doesn't hurt."
"I'm sorry for what happened today."
Qiao En apologized once again.
She was a person who believed in keeping work and personal life separate; work is work and should not be mixed with any personal excuses.
Zhou Chucheng lifted his eyes and looked deeply at Qiao En.
She looked ordinary but possessed many merits that an ordinary girl didn't have.
"Sister-in-law, the person who should be saying sorry is me."
This was the first time Zhou Chucheng had called Qiao En sister-in-law.
