"Don't worry, I'll stay away from you in the future. That way, you won't remember the terrifying thing that happened that night, right? That way, you'll feel better, right?"
"As long as I disappear for long enough, you will definitely slowly forget the pain of the past. An'an, I'm sorry. I'm no longer qualified to protect you," Li Xiaoran said bitterly.
Qiao An returned to the office alone. Before entering the office, she tidied up her grief and forced a smile before pushing the door open.
His colleagues cheered. "Chief Editor Qiao, how much did you receive? Where are you going to treat us to a meal tonight?"
Qiao An didn't know how much money was in the bank card, but she vaguely felt that she wouldn't be able to stay in the Hai Yue Corporation for long. She looked at these colleagues she had worked with and thought that she should have a farewell meal with them. She said, "There's no time like the present. Tonight, I'll treat everyone to hotpot."
