In one of the rooms in the office, a room that is for one person only. Many pictures hang on the walls. A familiar warm cozy big room as there is someone sitting beside the window on a chair with a book in his hand. Black hair but the sides of it already changed color. *Cough.. Cough..* It’s Quan’s Boss, Han Guanting. After those coughs, he turns around and stands up. Walking toward the table to pour some warm tea into his cup from the tea pot. While he is pouring it, there is someone knocking on his door. “Coming.. “ *cough**cough* He manages to reply dryly before watering his throat. “Excuse me. Sorry to bother you, Sir.” That person shows up and it is none other than his right hand who he gave the biggest responsibility to, Quan. Hearing that, Han waves his hand, signaling him that there is no need to be worried about and calling him to come closer. Quan approaches the desk and puts all of his documents on it quickly. “Are you okay...
The next morning, a day where most people hate, a day that they don’t want to exist, Monday. Is there any other thing worse than a first day of work after spending a nice relaxing weekend? But well… not everyone can spend their best time on the weekend. As an example for the people in this house who had a chaotic weekend. None of those are the Bèi’s family. As always for the morning routine, Quan and Wuying are having breakfast together but somehow Wuying can feel something is off. Quan is awfully quiet with an intense aura flowing out from him. Of course Wuying only knows it’s probably because of his work or from their arguments yesterday. However, there is something else in there. His mind is splitted into two things, obviously his work and the other one is from what his brother just told him yesterday. Not about Wuying but toward Dwei’s assistant. “Until what time are you going to work, Gege?” Wuying is the first one to break the silence. Thinking that Quan probabl...