"Young Master Rong, did you need something?" As the workday drew to a close, An Ruoxue received a message from Rong Che. She stood before his desk, looking somewhat reluctant.
"Secretary An, your office has been incredibly lively today. Your popularity seems to be soaring even higher than mine, and I'm the president," Rong Che said without looking up, his tone sharp and biting as he focused on his work, using his words to needle her.
*What a hateful, jerk of a man.*
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