432 Uncle, Does It Hurt?

"Okay," Tan Mo agreed.

She moved the chair back to the side of the desk opposite Wei Zhiqian. After clearing the disposable food containers up, she took them outside the office and threw them away.

"Brother Jingan, are you still working?" Tan Mo asked.

"Yes. I'm Young Master Wei's personal assistant. I can't get off from work if he's still working." Zhou Jingan raised the corners of his lips.

"Alright. Please go ahead and do whatever you need to," Tan Mo replied.

No wonder Wei Zhiqian did not ask Zhou Jingan to take her home.

Both of them were occupied with work and could not make time to do that.

Tan Mo thought, 'To be honest, I could take a cab back.'

Beijing University was situated in the middle of downtown. The journey there from here was on the major roads.

Although the traffic might be a little heavy, the public order here was quite good.