"Young Master, any orders?" She felt like she was becoming his slave, always asking him for instructions.
"A cup of coffee, no sugar." Beitang Yao handed her a packet of premium coffee.
The CEO's office had everything imaginable, and even the pantry was larger than an ordinary person's living space. Additionally, his office occupied an entire floor, illustrating just how vast, spacious, and luxurious it was.
Xia Qingqian took it and turned to brew coffee for him.
Her workload was gradually decreasing, and what she did most was attending to this Young Master.
She placed the freshly brewed coffee in front of Beitang Yao, but instead of letting her return to work, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, softly saying, "Stand here, don't move."
Xia Qingqian was like a student causing trouble in class, now punished by the teacher to stand.
She stood there in a daze, unsure of where to place her hands.
