For the entire day, Qin Hai stayed in his office.
He sat in the massage chair the whole time, staring at the interface of King of Fighters '97 on the computer screen, while the ashtray on the desk had become stacked with cigarette butts.
Having no idea how much time had passed, the door to the office suddenly swung open, and Qin Hai instantly perked up, shouting, "Xiaoling!"
However, to his disappointment, it wasn't Xiao Lingling who entered, but Qiao Wei.
"Cough cough!"
As soon as Qiao Wei entered, she was assailed by the smoke-filled room, which caused her to cough twice, and quickly opened a window for Qin Hai. Then she placed the lunchbox she was carrying onto the desk.
"Eat something now!"
Qin Hai shook his head, "I can't eat."
Qiao Wei sighed, then urged, "If Lingling knew you were like this, she'd definitely be heartbroken. You wouldn't want me to tell her about your current state, would you?"