She pinched her palm, the nails that hadn't been long dug slightly into her flesh, yet she seemed to not feel the pain, staring blankly at the table.
It wasn't until the man's gaze fell on her once more that she snapped out of her trance and responded softly, "Okay".
A few minutes later, Ye Xinluo walked into the office with coffee, placed it on his desk, glanced at him, and spoke indifferently, "President, did you call for me?"
He didn't speak but instead opened a drawer and took something out.
Ye Xinluo stared blankly at his actions, and in the next moment, her gaze was caught by a glaring red. She then looked at the object in his hand, and it was as if she had been struck by a bolt of lightning, frozen on the spot...
She was stunned for a full two minutes before coming to her senses, curling her lips with a mocking smile, "Wasn't there still so much time? Is it this soon?"
Her eyes fixed intently on the object in his hand, wishing she could rush up and tear it into pieces.
