The autumn rainy season was drawing to a close, and the temperature was gradually edging toward winter. A biting chill permeated the air and blew into the room with the autumn wind.
A gentle breeze swept past, drawing a succession of pleasant chimes from the wind chime on the balcony. The little dog and rabbit ornaments hanging beside it moved with the wind too, swaying as they chased and played with each other.
The spacious balcony was filled with all sorts of cute succulents and roses of various colors in full bloom.
A little farther inside stood two soft armchairs. On the easel in front of them sat a dog-and-bunny paint-by-numbers oil painting the two had just gotten halfway through.
The wind lifted the blackout curtains over the glass door.
Wen Yanyu sat on the plush living room rug, holding a stuffed dog in one arm while fiddling with the oversized sandbox toy that had just arrived with his other hand.
Beside the low table to his right stood a large pile of documents and reference materials stacked almost thirty centimeters high.
At the low table, Fu Hanchuan had his head lowered as he reviewed documents, looking at a slew of absurd marketing proposals and promotional slogans for new products.
"Make men unable to forget you," "Only pretty girls deserve to own this," "If your boyfriend loves you, he'll choose..."
Fu Hanchuan fell silent for a few seconds, then pressed a hand to his forehead and briefly closed his eyes.
Were these slogans something normal human beings could come up with? How on earth had they passed through all those rounds of approval and ended up in front of me?
Wen Yanyu put down the toy figure and slowly moved over beside Fu Hanchuan, leaning his head forward to glance