As she took two steps outside with Jiashu, a voice filled with a hint of a smile sounded behind her.
"Let's share a table. No trouble at all."
Upon hearing this, Nan Wan found herself unable to take another step. Just looking at Mu Jinqian's seemingly knowing, half-smiling eyes, she had a bad feeling, as expected...
...
Zhi Mei wore a proper smile, naturally turning her head to whisper through gritted teeth, "I asked you to bring one person back, why did you bring back a whole table...?"
Nan Wan ignored her gaze, calmly replying, "Buy one, get three free."
Since Mu Jinqian had already spoken, could she really refuse?
Running into a boss after hours can be unsettling for a moment, but not forever.
The turmoil Nan Wan stirred up recently hadn't yet subsided, and the director was already displeased with her. Nan Wan understood perfectly that it was Mu Jinqian who had been shielding her in the hospital, largely because of Shen Zhimei.
