"Oh, oh, I heard you. Thanks, Teacher Ding. I'll go back to class then," Yun Yuqing said as she took the leave slip and hurriedly left.
With only two people left in the office, Ding Muchen dropped her act. She walked over with a tender gaze and embraced the man in the office. "You rascal, you've been like a missing person lately. Why haven't you come to see me?"
Listening to her complaint, Sun Dasheng felt a bit awkward. He placed a hand on her back and stroked it gently. "I've just been tied up with company matters and have been busy."
"PFFT! Oh, stop it. Look at you. I know you're busy; I was just complaining a little. You have such a constipated expression, as if I'm going to eat you alive."
Ding Muchen started getting handsy, but Sun Dasheng stopped her. "We're still in the office. Let's be a little more discreet. It wouldn't be good if a colleague walked in on us."
