After lunch break, Boss Pei still had no intention of assigning her any tasks.
How should she spend the afternoon—continue reading and practicing?
She had been weak-hearted because of the rooftop incident.
But now, every time she saw that guy's computer screen filled with dense code, her frustration couldn't help but surge.
She stood for a while, and then the door to the meeting room opened.
When Pei Yan returned, his hair seemed even messier than before.
She moved to the side, "If you're not busy, I can go out with you to get a haircut."
She felt the question was redundant, even to herself.
Under the light, he looked at her with apparent surprise, then marked something in the requirement document and said calmly, "Let's go after dinner in the evening."
"I have plans tonight."
Pei Yan asked casually, "What plans?"
The air fell silent.
He suddenly stopped typing, looked up, and frowned at her, "Are you thinking of going to a bar?"
Jiang Shuyao was about to nod.
"No way!"
