Even from behind, Jun Shiling instantly recognized Xia Wanyuan.
"Don't go." Jun Shiling put down the documents in his hand, hurriedly stood up, strode to the door, and grabbed Xia Wanyuan's wrist.
Xia Wanyuan glanced at Jun Shiling's hand that was holding hers, and he immediately let go of her.
"Aren't you very busy? I won't disturb you anymore." As Xia Wanyuan spoke, there was a hint of anger that she did not realize.
"I'm not busy. Come in." Jun Shiling took the lunch box from Xia Wanyuan and welcomed her in.
Xia Wanyuan sat on the sofa and removed her glasses and mask. Jun Shiling acutely sensed the coldness on Xia Wanyuan's face and was puzzled. Who had provoked her?
"How was your trip to the company today?" Jun Shiling probed.
"Pretty good."
Alright, now Jun Shiling was certain who had angered Xia Wanyuan.
