After a long while, their lips parted.
A glistening sheen of tears rippled in Zhang Lexuan's eyes, all her softness and lingering charm settling within her gaze. The long-missed tenderness thoroughly seeped into her heart, relaxing her completely as she immersed herself in the gentleness the young man brought her. A faintly sweet anticipation quietly arose within her.
Xiao Yi's gaze deepened slightly, and he had already decided on his next move.
As a qualified superior, how could he return without checking on his secretary's physical condition?
There was a saying: when there was work, the secretary handled it; when there was no work—cough, cough.
But wasn't Xiao Yi making up for it now, when there was nothing to do?
Just as Zhang Lexuan was fully immersed in the moment and quietly waiting for Xiao Yi to begin his examination, her heart suddenly tightened. She abruptly remembered something important and hastily raised a hand to press lightly against his shoulder.
"Wait, Xiao Yi... Ruoruo and the others will be here soon."
As soon as she spoke, there came a knock on the door. The two of them immediately scrambled in a fluster, though Xiao Yi found it rather strange—why was he the one hiding?
By the time Han Ruoruo and Wu Ming pushed open the door, the office had already returned to a proper state. Only Zhang Lexuan sat upright at the desk, lowering her eyes as she sorted through documents, appearing perfectly normal.
"Lexuan, have you seen Xiao Yi?"
The moment Wu Ming entered, she spoke with obvious resentment in her voice and slammed a thick stack of dossiers onto the desk.
"He's certainly living comfortably, dumping the entire mess of the Alchemy Department on us! Who even knows how to calculate the assessment standards and alchemy proficiency requirements