Worked So Hard

It was already 4 p.m. when Jiang Fengya's car smoothly pulled up in front of the company's building. The entire ride back had been pleasant, with light conversation, but as the car stopped, Liu Xiuying felt a sudden sense of dread. The warmth of the sun was beginning to fade, casting long shadows over the corporate building, yet she had no desire to go home.

Jiang Fengya turned to her with a kind smile. "You should take the rest of the day off, Xiuying," she suggested, her voice filled with motherly concern. "It's been a long day, and you deserve some rest."