The morning sun spilled golden light into the spacious office, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany desk. Lu Jinchen sat behind it, his expression cold making him look like a main character in a high-budget drama.
His long fingers moved elegantly as he signed documents with swift, calculated strokes. Occasionally, his brow furrowed in displeasure as he circled mistakes in some reports.
Just then, the door flew open.
"You need to change that habit of stepping into my office unannounced, Yiming," Lu Jinchen said without looking up, his tone resigned as if he had long accepted his assistant and best friend's lack of boundaries.
However, this time, Gao Yiming didn't say anything. There was no response, no sarcastic comeback. No dramatic complaint about overwork. Only strange silence.
Lu Jinchen frowned and finally glanced up.