The guy just now was surrounded by a group of people, partially obscured, so I couldn't see him very clearly.
Yao Lingling, however, wasn't fooled and smacked her on the butt with force, "Stop dawdling and go buy me a coffee, a coconut latte, half-sweet."
"Alright, alright, the designer is bullying the little assistant again."
The two of them playfully made their way to the coffee shop in the corner.
While waiting for the coffee, Yao Lingling couldn't help but glance towards the direction of the elevator, her gaze turning somewhat dim.
It would be nice if she could really run into her senior here.
It had been several days since she had seen him.
Ever since the last time the clothes were done, the frequency of their conversations had dropped drastically.
It seemed that they indeed had very few topics in common.
Maybe, the matter of buying a motorcycle should be moved up the agenda.
Once next month's salary and performance bonus are in, I'll go buy one!