Xia Ling shook her head to indicate that she was fine. After that, he looked at Chu Chen and understood that this was not a place where they could talk freely.
Feng Kun invited her to his office and made Chu Chen stand outside.
When the door closed, the quiet sound-absorbing wall and the thick, soft carpet transported her into another world. Feng Kun invited Xia Ling to take a seat and brewed Biluochun tea for her. The aroma of the tea made her relax slowly.
"I'm sorry. I was making music in the afternoon and forgot the time such that you ran into trouble." He said.
She smiled. "It's nothing. By the way, why were you at the 18th floor?"
"After I finished making music, I didn't see you and heard someone say that you went to the 18th floor, so I went up to take a look." Feng Kun explained.
"You're very well-informed."
