... Help Me

Haoran head back to his department trying to hide the smile that readily want to spread on his face.

He went for a reason but is coming back with a smile on his face because of another thing.

If anyone told him that Ai Mi will be this easy to bend, his eyes would have made that person go to the world beyond by now.

He got to his department, wearing the fake stern face on again, and strode quietly to his seat.

Sheng and the rest at his desk, except Bella, stared at him briefly, watching him sit down before they continue their work.

Zhi'ai, however, didn't want to act as though she cares or anything, or thought that energy will be wasted if she made her "I don't care" attitude too sharp, so she focused her eyes on her computer.

The boldness of having to make eye contact with Haoran seem to fade out the moment he sat on his seat opposite her.

So she made up her mind not to look his way.

But otherwise happened.