Nan Zhubin leaned forward slightly: "Why is this?"
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The door of the counseling room opened, and after a brief greeting with Mo Kai, the visitor turned to leave.
Then came Nan Zhubin.
At lunchtime, the office was quite populated.
Because this counseling session took a bit longer, everyone else had already finished lunch.
Mo Kai, the counseling assistant, specially brought food for Nan Zhubin and stood up to greet him, but seeing Nan Zhubin's expression, he held back.
There was no expression on his face at all, seemingly revealing nothing. But to the well-acquainted Mo Kai, there was a hidden surge beneath his facade.
Was the visitor's situation not ideal? Just now, when the visitor left, they seemed to be in good spirits?
"Xiao Kai. Where is Senior Brother?"
