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Shen Yao put down the phone and looked at the person beside her: "She hung up."
The man leaned lazily against the seat, his gaze faintly sweeping over the phone before reaching to put it back in his pocket.
"Jianan, what if she misunderstands? Isn't that bad?"
Sheng Jianan squinted his eyes without responding, instead opening the document in front of him and signing at the end: "You go ahead and work, it was tough to call you over last minute to handle things here."
Shen Yao smiled gently: "It's what I should do, it's my job."
The office door opened and closed again, Sheng Jianan got up and stood still at the floor-to-ceiling window. His phone had rung earlier, and he initially planned not to answer, just like before. He hadn't decided on how to respond, but then he heard Shen Yao say, "Miss Tang's call, aren't you going to answer?"
An irrational thought popped into his head, she had turned his world upside down, so why couldn't he make her a little jealous too?
