Wei Anning finished reading the document, and the man hadn't moved. She turned around and met his confused gaze, her heart stirred, "Leng Youchen, what are you thinking about?"
Leng Youchen snapped back to reality, gently pushed her to stand up, then patted her round buttocks, and said softly, "Go sit on the sofa over there with me. You being here distracts me."
"..."
Wei Anning pouted. Clearly, he was the one clinging to her, and now he was complaining she was in the way.
She walked over to the sofa and sat down. After sitting there idly for a while, she watched him making phone calls and holding meetings. Then, she quietly got up and went to the bookshelf nearby. Her fingers brushed over the row of books before taking out a classic novel, and she returned to the sofa to read.
