Cao Na, drenched in sweat, burst into Gong Ruini's study, creating quite a stir.
Gong Ruini was painting; she paused, ruining a nearly completed painting.
Gong Ruini glanced at Cao Na and then slowly tried to remedy the ruined painting.
Even before Cao Na spoke, Gong Ruini understood her intentions—Zhao Guangran must have gone to see her about something.
Looking at Cao Na's anxious demeanor, it was clear that there were mutual feelings involved.
But what good are such feelings? She had already squandered quite a bit.
Zhao Xuran looked at Cao Na with displeasure, and only after making her lower her head repeatedly did he stand up contentedly.
Zhao Xuran tidied up the files and said, "I'll go to your room."
Originally, Zhao Xuran intended to leave the area for Cao Na to vent, but then thought it unwise, worried she might lash out at Ni Zi.
Once Zhao Xuran left, Cao Na sighed deeply with relief, though he hadn't spoken to her, his attitude spoke of dissatisfaction.
