He seemed extremely fatigued, his eyes tinged with a faint shade of blue.
Si Fuqing had to admit, facing such a visage, she couldn't bring herself to be angry.
In fact, seeing him like this made her feel somewhat sympathetic.
Yu Xiheng was a light sleeper and almost reacted the moment she entered.
His eyes opened, and his gaze met hers. He sighed, "Are you still angry?"
"This time, I'm not," Si Fuqing said, handing him some restorative medicine, "But if there's a next time, I'll resign immediately. You must have been working late again, exhausting yourself."
Yu Xiheng's gaze deepened momentarily before returning to its usual calm. Taking the medicine, he smiled slightly, "Then I thank you for your mercy."
"By the way," Si Fuqing said as she sat down and opened a thermos food container, "Boss, do you feel like playing in the esports competition? I was going to invite the sneak attacker for the competition, but it turned out to be you."