His indifference

Actually, Xu Anran was still very nervous as she waited for Guan Jingyi in the office. She didn't know why Guan Jingyi was making a fuss about nothing with her.

Ah Cheng asked the secretary to bring her some snacks and fruit tea. Xu Anran sat on the sofa and flipped through the magazine, bored. From time to time, she would lift her wrist to check her watch.

"Send over the business report on Guan's South City Branch as soon as possible!" Guan Jingyi, who had just returned from outside, ordered Ah Cheng, who was walking towards his own office, as he faced him.

"Mister …" Just as Guan Jingyi was about to enter the office, Ah Cheng carefully called out to him.

Guan Jingyi placed his hand on the doorknob, turned his head and looked at Ah Cheng, then made a sound of acknowledgment, as he was puzzled.