After speaking, she took the document, turned around, smiled, and left.
If it were a regular document, she might've put it in the copy room first, but Chen Feng specifically mentioned it was a very important document, so she naturally couldn't take it lightly.
Returning to her desk, she set the document to be photocopied aside and temporarily busied herself with other tasks, waiting for the female colleague to finish using the copier.
Five or six minutes passed, and Feng Jinglei subconsciously looked up, glancing at the copy room through the glass door and seeing that the female colleague hadn't finished copying yet.
She frowned slightly, feeling the vague discomfort in her lower abdomen grow more pronounced.
What's going on?
Furrowing her brows, she forced herself to endure the abdominal pain and gave a quick glance at the date in the bottom right corner of her computer.
Then, she felt an odd warmth trickling from below.
