When Boss Jiang entered the office, he politely smiled at the secretary who was exiting. However, when his gaze moved to the desk, and he saw Shi Qianxi lightly tapping her fingers on the surface, squinting at him, his mood quickly shifted, sensing a subtle atmosphere in the air.
The last time they parted ways at Kyoto Airport, it was a tender farewell, difficult to separate.
So, let's not talk about surprises.
At least a smile, right?
What's up with that?
So, Boss Jiang lowered his head and instinctively checked his attire.
Nothing wrong.
No embarrassing moments like forgetting to zip up.
"What's going on?"
He looked up and asked curiously.
His sweetheart actively visited him, yet Shi Qianxi was not excited, nor did she leap into his arms like a restless bird. Instead, she sat motionless in the highest throne of this commercial empire, her slender fingertips rhythmically tapping the desk, unknowingly guiding the beat of his heart.
Her lips curled slightly.
