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In the hallway.
Two pairs of shoes tapped against the floor. TAP, TAP.
The windows were bright and clean, and the gentle sunlight outside slanted in, casting a glow on Chen Yuan's black suit and white shirt.
He walked forward without looking back. When he heard the footsteps behind him grow distant, his pace slowed. When he heard them draw near, his pace quickened.
He always maintained a perfect distance.
To an onlooker, it would have seemed perfectly normal. But to the two of them, the constantly shifting pace of their footsteps held a tacit understanding.
Until Chen Yuan called the elevator, and the two of them stepped inside together.
He pressed the button for the 17th floor and stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Jiangg Ning.
Suddenly, a quiet voice drifted to Chen Yuan's ear. "This part-time job of yours is pretty nice, Chen."
