She came back from Shenzhen and also brought back some important documents from Jixing, which originally were her responsibility. But since she wasn't there, they piled up, and only a small portion of the work was distributed to Rong Kuo and other management executives.
Busy as she was, Rong Qingqing even forgot to eat dinner.
When she came to her senses, it was already 10:30 PM.
She ordered a takeaway, took a shower, and by the time she lay down on her bed, it was already midnight.
Rong Qingqing glanced at her phone and instinctively searched for Shen Jue's chat window.
She hadn't contacted Shen Jue since they parted ways at the airport.
It's already been a day and a half, and Shen Jue hasn't sent her a WeChat message or made a phone call. She didn't know what he was busy with.
Rong Qingqing shoved her phone back under her pillow and tossed and turned for a while, unable to sleep.
She kind of missed the feeling of falling asleep in Shen Jue's arms, that sense of security.
