The assistant respectfully placed the snacks in front of Qin Yiren, inadvertently noticing her slightly pale complexion.
Recalling his superior's instructions, he immediately asked, "Miss Qin, are you feeling unwell?"
"I just didn't sleep well," Qin Yiren said with a light chuckle, brushing it off and picking up a piece of lotus seed pastry from the box to taste. "Don't just watch, have some with me."
The assistant shook his head and continued observing Qin Yiren's expression. "Miss Qin, President Chu may be back late today. I'll call two maids to keep you company and chat."
Qin Yiren was exhausted, who had the mood to chat with anyone?
Moreover, during her not-too-short-not-too-long stay here, she realized that some of the maids had a crush on Chu Xinian, frequently finding excuses to appear before him.
At first, she thought nothing of it, giving these maids an opportunity. The height of their uniform skirts gradually rose, while their collars gradually lowered.
