Digging your own grave

Dai Yu arrived at the first floor. He ran to the lounge and searched for his boss.

After sweeping a glance over the area, he finally found a familiar figure. But as he looked at her back, he doubted it since his boss was a low-key casual wearer. He slowly walked towards the lady observing her carefully from head to toe from behind.

Yan Shu had her sunglasses on which covered almost half of her face. Unlike, every other day of Su Mo Jiaran, Yan Shu had styled the straight short hair with wavy ends. Thus, making her more unrecognizable from behind.

"Boss?" Feeling puzzled, Dai Yu slowly whispered from behind.

Yan Shu turned around and pushed her sunglasses up to her nose bridge as she gazed at Dai Yu who called her from behind.