Pei Yan stared at the screen in contemplation for a while before rising and walking over to Jiang Xubai's workstation.
He knocked on the desk with his hand a couple of times, catching Zhang Xinxin off guard as she raised her head to look at him.
"Switch seats."
Jiang Xubai quickly let go of the hand wrapped around his arm, stood up, and asked, "When?"
Pei Yan turned back to move his computer, "Now."
With Zhang Xinxin around, it really was distracting. Jiang Xubai, feeling guilty, didn't ask any further questions. He quickly unplugged the computer cables, grabbed the main unit, and prepared to move.
Opposite them, Jiang Shuyao's face didn't look too good.
Her request for some personal space had not only failed to work but had successfully enraged someone.
She was still thinking about how to tell him she wanted to go to the bar tonight to watch the Zhongyuan Band's performance.
