Luo Huan knew she shouldn't go in at this moment, but somehow she followed in anyway.
Jiaojiao watched the woman enter through the door she had opened, looking at her straight back, and inexplicably felt like a little doorman. She pouted and shrugged, then closed the door.
Ruan Hao's office was quite large, and it had a separate seating area with sofas and a table for guests, although it was somewhat distant from Ruan Hao's desk, as if carved out as a visitor's lounge. Jiaojiao pointed towards the sofa area and said to Luo Huan, "Make yourself at home. Your manager should be back soon."
Saying this, she sat behind Ruan Hao's desk, idly playing solitaire on the computer.
But Luo Huan didn't sit by the sofa. Instead, she walked over in her high heels and stood in front of the desk where Jiaojiao was sitting.
Jiaojiao glanced at her, politely smiled, and then heard her ask, "Are you the manager's sister?"
Though confused, Jiaojiao nodded: "Yes."
