Lan Shan left the pantry and didn't head directly back to her seat, instead, she made a turn and went to Ye Xinluo's workplace.
As she walked up beside her, she found her working and placed the cup she was holding on the table.
Ye Xinluo was startled, looked up at her in confusion, and said, "What's wrong with you?"
Why do you look so grumpy, as if someone owes you a few million?
"Xinluo, are you still my Xinluo?" Lan Shan began asking.
"What happened?" Ye Xinluo put down her pen, pulled her over to a seat next to her, and felt her forehead. "You're not sick! Who fed you explosives?"
Lan Shan swatted her hand away and said discontentedly, "Xinluo, are you hiding something from me?"
Ye Xinluo was taken aback, not quite knowing what was going on; they hadn't seen each other for two days, and yet she seemed so upset.
So she smiled and said, "What could I be hiding from you?"
"Really?" Lan Shan said skeptically. She had known Mo Han for some time now, and he wouldn't lie to her.
