After Chua Feiyen and her assistant packed their things, they left.
It was still too early for the festival to start and Liang Zixuan could not sit still. She wanted to go back and keep herself busy for a while, but Han Yuanjun suddenly put the laptop into her hand.
"I've downloaded a few movies for you, as well as some classic adapted songs. You can sit here and study them."
Even if Liang Zixuan went back, she was actually doing these things. Han Yuanjun had already prepared it for her, so she took out her headphones and put them on before sitting down on the sofa and obediently learning.
Han Yuanjun was sitting behind his desk. From time to time, he raised his head to look at her. The tranquility and beauty of her made him unable to stop the corner of his mouth from curling up.
