After arranging a time with Ji Haijun and exchanging contact information, Jiang Han threw herself wholeheartedly into having fun.
Thanks to Miss Qin Shunying's more-or-less indulgent favoritism, Jiang Han could use any facility in the Witch House as she pleased. Among her coworkers, this was practically a completely different level of treatment. The great Onmyoji, Miss Chu Yujun, had once said:
[If Han hadn't ever been alone in a room with the manager, we'd seriously be wondering where her special treatment came from.]
Steam curled through the sauna. Warm heat seeped into the air, cozy and soothing. Having changed into a conservative one-piece swimsuit, Jiang Han hugged her drink and slowly wandered inside. She glanced around. Most of the witches were happily playing downstairs, while there were few people on the second floor. This was the perfect time to relax.
The nearly empty space was tranquil and comfortable. Since a comedy was playing, it did not carry that solemn aura of a library where everyone was cramming for finals. It was very relaxing. Witches sat in pairs, chatting, faint blushes occasionally flashing across their faces as they watched the comedy with ease.
Mm, I'm alone. Should I go downstairs and grab one of those chatty water-cooler sisters to keep me company?
Just as she was thinking that, a figure passed outside the sauna.
Jiang Han caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye. It was Miss Qiao Rou!
Why was she here?
Did she fucking get a job at the Witch House too?
All sorts of messy guesses surged into her mind, curiosity scratching at her. Jiang Han called out to her.
"Hi, Miss Qiao Rou!"
The other girl jumped, turning around with a startled expression on her cute, slightly baby-fat face. She froze for half a second before