However, with a flash of insight, Wen Zhaonian remembered that not long ago, when that man gently rubbed her head, Li Tangyan had smiled in the same way.
In an instant, his dark eyes darkened further, tinged with an unknown danger.
He looked away and tapped the files beside him with his knuckles: "Organize these."
Noticing that Wen Zhaonian's aura had dropped again, Li Tangyan simply said "oh" and didn't ask any further questions.
After tucking the pile of files into his arms, he prepared to leave.
However, she had only taken two steps when she heard Wen Zhaonian's voice behind her deepen: "Where are you going?"
"Go back to your seats and get organized."
Li Tangyan turned around, wondering whether he was taking his anger out on her or preparing to cause trouble, and sniffed, "You can't make me stand as punishment!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Zhaonian lifted his eyelids and glanced at her.
He then got up, walked around the desk, and sat in the chair opposite him.
He rested his knuckles on it, raised them and then lowered them again: "Sit here."
"..."
Li Tangyan glanced at the hand that was landing on the back of the chair, and for some reason felt a slight chill on the back of her neck.
She swallowed hard, her only instinctive urge to run away: "Maybe I should go back and tidy up. Two people at one table, isn't that a bit too much..."
However, before he could even utter the word "squeeze," he bent his knuckles and then tightened them, preparing to pull the chair this way.
As the chair's heel scraped against the floor, Wen Zhaonian's voice sounded a little lower: "Wait until I bring the chair to you, hmm?"
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