Jun Mo quickly ended the call and stood up, smiling as he asked Le Qingqing, "Qingqing, what's wrong?"
Le Qingqing slowly turned around to close the office door. As she did so, with her back to Jun Mo, she paused for a moment. After a deep breath, she turned back around, composed, and approached him, stopping in front of Jun Mo.
"President, the Second Young Master just called. He's back, and he's at the airport asking for you to pick him up. Since you didn't answer his call, he called me and asked me to pass along the message."
"Qingqing, when it's just the two of us, you can call me Jun Mo." Jun Mo walked around the desk to Le Qingqing's side and opened his arms to embrace her shoulders. Le Qingqing didn't struggle, nor did she push away his hands. She let him pull her into his arms, allowing him to lower his head and plant a kiss on her face.
