She looked up and her gaze collided with An Xuan's.
An Xuan's first reaction was to turn his head away and quickly walk toward his office; Zhang Ya, deep in thought, glanced in the direction of An Xuan's office and then stood up to follow him.
Standing at the doorway of An Xuan's office, she knocked and waited for the permission to enter. She pushed the door open on hearing it and saw An Xuan typing intently on his computer, seemingly busy with something. Zhang Ya closed the door behind her and walked over to him, comfortably taking a seat in the chair opposite him, resting her head on one hand as she watched him.
After An Xuan had just sent out a meticulously edited Weibo post, he remembered that an employee had come in. However, wondering why there had been no sound since, he frowned slightly and looked up.
The moment he lifted his head, An Xuan's gaze met the smiling eyes of Zhang Ya, who was supporting her head with both hands. His heart skipped a beat.