As soon as she spoke, Han Qiusheng hadn't said anything, but Tao Mengxin started laughing again. "Bai Zhi, didn't you know? It's common for colleagues and seniors to develop into a romantic relationship."
"Uh... I really don't have any."
Han Qiusheng, out of conscience, quickly changed the topic, "Alright, alright, let's not tease her anymore. Secretary Bai is very shy, if we continue, her face will turn so red that it will be unsightly. Alright, let's start working."
The topic was dropped, and Bai Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, then threw herself wholeheartedly into her work.
At noon, Special Assistant Han and Tao Mengxin went for lunch together. Bai Zhi glanced into the office, seeing no movement, she got up to heat up the lunchbox. She originally wanted to deliver it to him, but unexpectedly, as if he was watching secretly, as soon as she took the lunchbox out of the microwave, he came out.
"Is it ready?"
"Yes, you don't need to come out, I can bring it in to you."
