Jing Yuan's heart sank as he stepped into the familiar lobby of his office building. The memories of that chaotic night at the bar rushed back to his mind with uncomfortable clarity.

There, behind the reception desk, sat the familiar figure of a gray-haired young man from the chaotic bar incident. Jing Yuan couldn't help a frown creasing his forehead. How did that boy became an intern here without him knowing?

Sighing heavily, Jing Yuan rubbed his temples as he tried to calm his racing thoughts. He had been planning to focus on his work today, but the unexpected turn of event had left him feeling uneasy and unsettled.

“Ehem.”

Suddenly, a female voice made Jing Yuan flinch before looking up to his secretary, who he figured had been observing him. “You've missed the elevator, sir. Is everything alright? Would you like me to fetch the intern you've been scowling at for the last three minutes?”

Jing Yuan raised an eyebrow at the secretary and then turned his gaze back toward the young man sitting behind the reception. A grimace crossed his face.

“You do that. Tell him to come into my office.”