Breaking The Ice

Feng Mian was engrossed in her folder, not paying attention to her office door open and shut.

Or the figure that walked in and took a seat without being offered.

She still didn't break her concentration, till she heard a cough.

"Are you so hell-bent on ignoring my presence?"a masculine voice echoed across the room.

Feng Mian looked up, and gave him a lifeless stare.

"When you arrive uninvited on a daily basis, there's no need for welcoming"she said.

He attempted to take the folder but she was too quick for him.

"Do you have a reason for coming here?"she asked.

"Like I earlier told you, can't a friend visit the other at work?"he asked not expecting a response.

"Mr Huang, with the time you spend here, I wonder if you actually go to work"she flatly said.

"When you own such a big company you don't need to turn in everyday"he said.

She knitted her brows.