Zhou Qing paced back and forth in front of Nie Yuhuan's office for quite a while but never went in.
After their last shopping trip, there hadn't been much contact between them, except for the occasional greeting when they met in the county committee courtyard.
Even though he knew Nie Yuhuan had been wronged, going in now might seem too abrupt.
It might even provoke Nie Yuhuan's dislike.
Just as Zhou Qing was preparing to leave, his phone started ringing.
As he picked up the phone and glanced at the number on the screen, the door of the office suddenly swung open.
Nie Yuhuan's eyes were bloodshot, and her face was streaked with tears. She looked pitifully at Zhou Qing and threw herself into his arms.
This action startled Zhou Qing.
Fortunately, there was no one around.
Zhou Qing quickly pulled Nie Yuhuan into the office, closed the door, and they both sat down on the sofa.
"You made it all the way to my office door, so why didn't you come in?"
