It was already late at night.
The other colleagues had long gone home.
So only Luo Fei and the other three were left in the corridor.
No wonder they could hear everyone's conversations in the office earlier on.
"Mr. Luo, it's nothing much. It's just that my daughter, without me knowing, sneaked into the group by herself."
Han Tiesheng looked at Luo Fei, somewhat embarrassed.
But his expression clearly showed he had more to say.
He seemed to be deliberately hiding something.
"Hey, are you Mr. Luo?"
Almost simultaneously.
Han Tiesheng's daughter, Han Lingling, poked her head out to look this way.
A melon-shaped face with a pair of lively almond-shaped eyes.
Below the small upturned nose, there was a petite cherry mouth.
On such a delicate face.
She had short hair just reaching her ears, giving a sense of youthful energy, even a bit of a tomboy vibe.
"Hello, young lady, I'm Mr. Luo. I'm really sorry for keeping your father working so late, causing you to worry."
