Beneath the shade of a tree, An Ning sat on her small blue electric scooter, constantly shifting her position.
'Is it better if I sit like this… or like this?'
An Ning, repeatedly adjusting her pose, had made up her mind. Today was the day she would confess to the guy right under her nose and finally define their relationship.
Now that the moment had truly arrived, An Ning couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Jiang Xia, who was taking the elevator down from the top floor of the company, was pacing around the elevator bay.
'A company this big, and not a single person thought to put a mirror in the elevator!'
Jiang Xia moved closer to the elevator doors, using their reflective surface to check his face, his hair, and his clothes.
DING DONG—
"Ah—I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Jiang—Jiang—I'm sorry!"
Jiang Xia, who had been checking his reflection, calmly stood up and wiped the coffee from his face with one hand.
"Iced Americano. Strong stuff."
