Gu Shishi had no idea that her little actions gave the man a lot of room for imagination.

She was just curious why the boss stopped again.

“It’s so late already. Where are we going?”

Huo Sishen cleared his throat and finally turned the dim burning in his eyes away from her.

“Sit here.”

But an arm reached over faster than she could take off and blocked her.

“Give it to me.”

The man’s voice was deep.

“Didn’t you just ask me if I want it?”

Gu Shishi was dumbfounded and looked down at the 3-in-1 instant coffee in her hand…

[Happy Chubster: Many asked me to introduce you to them. I have given them your WeChat information. Do as you see fit.]

Meaning that it was up to Gu Shishi whether she wanted to pay them any attention or not.

Gu Shishi did not have her Ink Painting Guru’s old cellphone with her when she left for work.

Same goes with sadness. Everybody stood around and the light sobbing quickly infected everyone’s heart like a virus. Looking up at the sorrow of Lady Meng Jiang the painting one more time and thinking about their own loneliness or that of their elders… or thinking about what would happen if they lose their spouses…