Xiao Yu returned to Huan Yu Real Estate, her face pale, her expression dazed. Secretary Zhou noticed, "Miss Su, are you feeling unwell? Your face looks very pale."
Xiao Yu instinctively rubbed her cheek, her big, clear eyes showing a hint of confusion, "I'm fine, maybe I didn't rest well last night."
"Then go take a nap in President Gong's lounge. President Gong just called and said he still has a meeting at headquarters this afternoon. There's nothing much here; I can handle it alone," Secretary Zhou suggested.
Xiao Yu responded with an "Oh" and said, "In that case, I'll take a half-day off this afternoon."
"That sounds good," Secretary Zhou nodded in agreement. Xiao Yu gathered her things and went downstairs with her backpack.
In her current state, she's indeed not fit for work. Sitting in a taxi, she pressed her fingers against her lower abdomen, thinking about the little life growing there, and the thought weighed heavily on her heart.
What should she do?
