So, Cheng Ruowei, under the sympathetic gazes of her colleagues, made her way to the CEO's office.
Di Jinye, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, sat behind his desk, piled high with documents, clearly already at work.
He saw Cheng Ruowei in her tailored suit-skirt, and his gaze lingered with abandon on the curves it outlined.
"Secretary Cheng, what's your reason for being late?"
"I didn't sleep well last night and couldn't get up on time."
Cheng Ruowei honestly replied.
However, Di Jinye squinted thoughtfully at her, his tone low and probing, "Why didn't you sleep well? I sent you home early to rest."
If she dared to say it was because of a wild man that she didn't sleep well last night, he wouldn't let her off.
"I was looking over Zeran's medical records last night."
Cheng Ruowei was also deliberately trying to test how much Di Jinye cared about Zeran.
"Hmm? Are you able to work with Zhou Yukun on administering medication to Zeran?"