Looking at this color, the mood of Irish was not beautiful.
When he saw her coming in, he looked up at her casually, but it made Irish feel ominous.
Joseph looked back at the document, and when seeing the last page, he signed his name on it.
When Irish saw the situation, her alertness was raised. She thought he was going to speak, but he picked up another document, opened it, and looked it up.
She was bewildered.
Should she sit down or not?
She looked at the time, 06:05 PM, which passed the time of work.
The huge stone in her heart fell to the ground.
Irish gently breathed, sitting on the sofa nearby, but noting to wait for two seconds, she listened to the man's dignified words, "I let you sit?"
She looked up at him.
He kept reading the papers, not looking up at her.
Unable to understand whether he was calm or angry, Irish got up and went to his desk. "So, what do you want me to do?"
