In the evening, Xiaoxiao sat at her desk, writing and calculating. She had been busy for two months, and there were many accounts to review before she could go and settle them with Da Jin Tui.
"Yang Ming, I need to go to Yuelai Restaurant tomorrow to settle accounts with the boss. Are you coming?"
Xiaoxiao just asked casually, as she had grown accustomed to including Yang Ming in everything she did.
"..." Yang Ming and Xiaoxiao had spent a peaceful month together, but the inevitable was bound to happen—he needed to tell Chu Lian that he couldn't be in love with his wife.
"You don't want to go?" Xiaoxiao noticed Yang Ming hadn't responded. Was something wrong?
"I'm going!"
Upon hearing Yang Ming's answer, Xiaoxiao continued with her accounting, feeling sore in her shoulders, neck, and wrists. She occasionally moved her neck and massaged her shoulders with her hands.
Yang Ming watched her sympathetically; she was too tired. "Do you have any plans for next year?"