Jiang Xi knocked on the door and entered. Rong Nian was sitting behind his desk, which was piled high with documents waiting to be processed.
Jiang Xi could barely see him, she placed the documents on the desk and began to speak.
"Secretary Jin baked some butterfly pastries over the weekend. She just shared them with us outside. Would you like to try some?"
Rong Nian didn't even look up, "Take them away, I don't eat sweets."
"Don't disappoint a girl's good intentions."
The pen in Rong Nian's hand paused, he capped it, and beckoned Jiang Xi with his finger.
"Bring it here."
Jiang Xi didn't suspect anything amiss, and walked toward Rong Nian with the box of butterfly pastries, "We just tried them, they're quite tasty."
Rong Nian stretched his legs out on the floor, rolling his office chair back a bit. As Jiang Xi approached, he grabbed her wrist with a forceful tug. She lost her balance and fell onto his lap.