Lian Xinying's eyes were lowered as she saw the stacks of documents piled like little hills on his desk and realized that her presence might disrupt his work. Without waiting for Yan Ye to say anything, she walked over and sat down on the sofa.
Between them, it was as if no barriers or unpleasantness had ever occurred.
In the past, Lian Xinying often nestled in that sofa, playing with her phone, reading magazines, and passing the time.
Yan Ye felt an unusual softness in his heart when he saw her so at ease, as if she were at her own home.
Did she want to go back to the way things were with him?
He didn't say anything but sat down and continued to work.
Lian Xinying randomly picked a book from the shelf and began flipping through it while sitting on the sofa.
Currently, only the executives at the lingerie company knew her true identity, and she planned to keep working there under the guise of an employee.
Not a single book in Yan Ye's office ever interested Lian Xinying.
