More Important Than Him? (5)

Everyone panicked and quickly averted their eyes, not even daring to peek using the corner of their eyes.

Ye Sijue held Mo Xiaomeng's little hand as he took her into his own office.

Although they weren't staring at her anymore, Mo Xiaomeng felt that the atmosphere was even weirder now.

After entering the office, Mo Xiaomeng couldn't help but grumble, "I knew I shouldn't have come here with you."

She felt like she were a monkey put on exhibition.

"Where else would you want to go?" Ye Sijue took her to the sofa, sat her down, and patted her head as though she were a pet.

"Stay here. I'll go for a meeting and will be done soon."

Mo Xiaomeng waved her hand. "Go ahead then."

She took out her cell phone, looking down as she played with it.

Ye Sijue took a look at her. He picked up a pillow from the side, leaned close to her, held her up slightly, and thoughtfully placed the pillow behind her back.