For two consecutive days, Shen Jing was busy at Xinyue Company, handing over her work. Every time she encountered Grandpa Shen, she pretended not to see him and would take off running.
Grandfather must be wildly speculating again. In just a few days, her situation had escalated from involving Zhou Xiangqun to Zhou Luchen.
"Xiaosi, stop right there! Have you eaten breakfast yet?"
Shen Jing, timid in front of her elders, said, "I'm going to be late; the manager will be angry."
Grandpa Shen, seated at the dining table, puffed out his beard and glared. "Scared of what? I'm asking if you've had breakfast."
"No, I'm not eating. Goodbye, Grandfather." She skirted around the topic, unwilling to explain, as she found it impossible to clarify.
「In the afternoon.」
