Facing the united front of those two, Xie Shichen quickly conceded, "Alright, alright, I misspoke. Happy now?"
But in his heart, he wasn't conceding: one couldn't even make a move on his wife after marrying her and sharing the same bed, the other was daydreaming before anything was set in stone—what's there to be smug about?
...
At work, Ou Lan had a certain heroic air about her, starkly different from her usually slightly delinquent and adorably dumb demeanor.
In the conference room, she sat in the manager's seat, listening to the supervisors' reports with an imposing aura, her bright eyes twinkling with intelligence.
Kong Yan sat beside her, occasionally explaining some professional terms to her.
Although Ou Lan was still unclear about many professional terms, she had gained a thorough understanding of her job. Kong Yan greatly admired her; whenever Ou Lan didn't understand something, she would promptly and quietly explain, without any trace of disdain or impatience.
