Meili sat quietly by his side, her folded hands resting on her lap as she exhaled softly, still recovering from her earlier tears. The subtle scent of sandalwood cologne surrounding Mu Shen grounded her mind faintly.
Tan Song, who sat on Meili's other side, shifted closer with narrowed eyes. She lowered her voice, whispering cautiously near Meili's ear. "Tell me the truth… did Boss make you cry again?"
Su Ling, seated across in her lavender skirt, fidgeted nervously with the hem as her gentle eyes flicked worriedly towards Meili. "Mn… Meili-jie… are you alright…? Was it… was it Boss…?" she asked hesitantly, her soft voice trembling faintly under her breath.
Zhei Ting, primly folded beside Tan Song, pressed her lips together tightly before whispering with faint fear, "He… he didn't scold you, right…? You… you were crying so much…"
