Peeking at Xia Yuanji's computer, she stared at the dense data on the screen.
Song Lei quickly averted her gaze, "It's nothing, you keep looking." Xia Yuanji thought Song Lei was being discreet and gestured that she could look.
Song Lei shook her head, "Forget it, I'm really not interested."
"It must be tough for you to research this every day." She couldn't imagine how she would collapse if she had to look at these things daily.
Remembering her father and brother, likely still busy at the office, she felt she should give them a call.
After all, the leisurely life she was currently enjoying was all because someone else was shouldering these burdens.
Song Lei picked up the phone, "I think I should call my dad and my brother."
"Thank them, because without their efforts, I might not be living such a happy life now."
