jingyuan was lazily sitting on the same cushion as he always did, in front of the same chessboard he always did. he had his usual smug half-smile on his lips— waiting for you to come back after he assigned you a stack of papers to go through because of no other reason than he just wanted to be a dick.

the papers weren’t even important. he just wanted to make your job as his assistant harder. you wondered if he didn’t like you.

“ah, you’re finally back.” he smirked as you entered the room.