When Han Zhiyan returned to the company, almost no one had come back. Looking at the empty office, she had not slept all night, and her fair face looked even paler. Han Zhiyan thought of what happened last night, and her eyes were slightly tinged. A bit listless, sitting in a daze with a preoccupied look.
It wasn't until people in the company started working one after another that she slowly woke up from her daze and worked hard to anesthetize herself through work so that she would have no free time to think about things.
Sitting in the office, Shen Junhao looked through the glass window at Han Zhiyan, who was busy all the time. He felt that something was wrong with her today, so he pressed the internal line and asked her to come into the office by saying something was going on.
Han Zhiyan stood at the door of the office and knocked gently twice. Shen Junhao's voice came from inside, "Come in..."
So Han Zhiyan opened the door and walked in. She forced a smile and said, "Mr. Shen, is there anything you want me to do?"
Shen Junhao stood up from his chair, walked up to Han Zhiyan and said gently, "When there are only two of us, just call me Jun Hao. We are all friends, so there is no need to be so outgoing."
Han Zhiyan was stunned for a moment, but she quickly regained her smile and said, "When you are at work, you must distinguish between public and private affairs, so it is better to call you Mr. Shen."
"Hey, whatever you want, why do you look so bad today? Are you sick?" His tone was full of doting and warmth, and he stretched out his hand and touched Han Zhiyan's forehead.
However, Han Zhiyan was so stimulated by such a warm gesture that she stepped back and avoided Shen Junhao's approach.
Shen Junhao retracted his hands and stood there with a sad expression on his face, but he quickly returned to a gentle smile and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, please take leave and go back to rest."
Han Zhiyan knew that her actions made the atmosphere a bit awkward. She put a smile on her face and pretended to be fine. She moved her lips slightly and said, "Well, I'm fine. Maybe I didn't sleep well last night. Thank you for your concern." .”
Shen Junhao raised his hand, patted Han Zhiyan's shoulder and said gently, "Well, that's good. Remember to tell me if you have anything."
When Han Zhiyan heard Shen Junhao's words, her heart warmed up, her eyes became redder and redder, her nose became sore, and she nodded...
"Okay, don't cry like a child. People will make fun of you if they see you." Shen Junhao said jokingly. He felt that Han Zhiyan must have something on her mind today, but if she didn't say it, he wouldn't force her. .
When Han Zhiyan heard Shen Junhao's words, she chuckled and felt a lot more relieved. She sniffed and said with a smile, "I don't look like a child crying. I'm fine. If nothing happens, I'd better go out and do some work first." Already."
"Well, then, again, if you have anything, remember to tell me." Shen Junhao just wants her to be happy, and when she is willing to talk, he is willing to be her only listener.
Han Zhiyan nodded, "Well, I understand, thank you, Jun Hao." Jun Hao has always been so kind to her, and Han Zhiyan's heart is no longer filled with the love she once had for him, but with deep gratitude. .
"Silly girl, you never have to say thank you to me, because you have the right to let me serve you." Shen Junhao said disapprovingly.
However, this sentence deeply stimulated Han Zhiyan's heart, because once upon a time, someone had said similar words to her, but she foolishly believed it at first.
"You have the right to worry me." Can she still believe what Shangguan Chen said back then?