Wen Xiangyang slept really well for a change. However, tragically, she overslept the next day. Upon waking up and looking at her watch, she couldn't help but bounce out of bed.
Oh my gods, it's after ten o'clock!
She goes to work at nine o'clock! She was late! Really late!
Wen Xiangyang was disoriented, clutching her hair in frustration, clueless about what she was looking for. Her befuddled state, all caught by the surveillance camera, was transmitted into Mu Lingqian's office.
He had probably used a bit too much of the calming incense stick last night; however, it was intentional.
Wen Xiangyang wouldn't make it to work on time. She didn't understand why Yan Xin hadn't woken her up. Ge Ge had been home these days and she hadn't woken her either to go to work.
Wen Xiangyang felt like crying.
She had managed to be grandly late on her third day of work.