Mothers will always know their children bests. It was true for Mother Wang. She knew that Wang Yi-An was forcing her smile. But she waited until after dinner, and the four hours that Madam Liu and her son had stayed for before they left afterwards.
Mother Wang even waited until after Wang Yi-An had finished showering, and was about to go to sleep. She knocked on the door, and heard Wang Yi-An’s voice. “Come in.”
She opened the door and looked inside Wang Yi-An’s room and saw her daughter still awake. Wang Yi-An was still on the laptop. Wang Yi-An’s room was small. She doesn’t have a desk, and only a lap-desk that she often use.
Wang Yi-An was busy emailing Assistant Tseng about the promo poster. She wanted to complete them as soon as possible. She was eager to finish her job quickly and wanted him to send her all the files. She felt like her time at Yang Corps was about to run out.