Had a dream?
She wiped her face with her sleeve, thinking as she walked back to the office.
Feng Yongzhuo was carrying a lunchbox to her office door and went in with her.
Mr. Yao was sitting by the desk, casually picking up something she was writing, seriously reviewing it. Hearing the footsteps, he looked up and raised an eyebrow at Feng Yongzhuo, who came in with the lunchbox.
"My mom brought it over, just for the commander to taste." Feng Yongzhuo saw Mr. Yao in her office and immediately changed what he said.
Mr. Yao pointed at the table, signaling him to put down the lunchbox.
Shen Jiayin pulled down the towel from the coat rack, wiping her face vigorously while listening to them talk.
"Is your mother's health better?" It was the second time Mr. Yao asked about his mother, but this time he asked in her presence.
