Chapter 686 Deserved It_1

An Lan took a while to recover before sitting up. She noticed that the curtains in the room were tightly drawn, not a sliver of light coming through. An Lan curled her lips into a smile, recognizing that the man had learned his lesson and remembered what she had said last time.

When she dawdled into the company at two o'clock in the afternoon, it was right in the middle of the work hours. As she entered the lobby, she saw the receptionist, her face a mixture of irritation and forced smiles, dealing with the man in front of her.

An Lan took a closer look. A man in a floral shirt was standing in front of the reception desk, his hair slick with an excess of gel. Just as she was about to leave, she caught sight of the man brazenly reaching for the receptionist's hand. Fortunately, the receptionist dodged away.

Her brows furrowed, An Lan quickened her steps and walked over.