C904 Accounting

That evening, Qingge sat alone at her desk, absorbed in calculations, the room so quiet it seemed she was the only one there. Soon, Rongjuan returned and saw Qingge with a brush in hand, her face serious. He couldn't help but smile at her furrowed brow.

"What’s got you looking so worried?" Rongjuan asked, taking a few steps closer to see a pile of ledgers