"What's the matter? Why do you look so serious? It's making me nervous. You're not about to tell us that you have someone you like as well, are you?" Pei Qingyue asked with a forced lightness in her smile.
Wen Shimo looked into Pei Qingyue's worried eyes, and a sharp pain surged through his heart. He should have had the happiest and warmest word in the world, but he had lost it due to his foolishness.
"No!" Wen Shimo suppressed the intense pain in his heart and said steadily, "It's about a job transfer. Shirun has been working hard these days and has fully familiarized himself with the company's business. He can easily handle the company's work.
So I re-assigned our roles, he manages internal affairs, I handle external affairs. I'm moving into politics to develop deeper political connections and safeguard the Wen Family's long-term development."