C497 Pampered

Pei Xinxiao walked to the door and noticed it was slightly ajar. She gently pushed it open and was greeted by the sight of a man seated at his desk, focused on his paperwork with a pen in hand.

The office was so quiet that Xinxiao could clearly hear the soft scratching of the pen on paper. Despite the silence, there was a comforting warmth in the atmosphere.

Perhaps sensing her gaze