“Ow, you stepped on my foot!” Mo Yuxuan’s face scrunches up in pain. Newly hired at the advertising agency, she is carrying a huge stack of files and carefully making her way through the crowded office.
A pen clatters to the floor. Fan Zihe’s lips curl into a smile, but Mo Yuxuan takes it as mockery, deepening her misunderstanding. She thinks to herself, Fan Zihe must have done that on purpose just to make fun of me.
