"Here's your computer," Jin Meng took the laptop out of her bag. "Colleagues have been asking about you at the office, and I couldn't exactly say you fell out of a tree in the middle of the night, so I just told them you twisted your ankle while going downstairs. Make sure you don't slip up and say anything."
Xia Lu nodded. Even if she wouldn't say it, she would have come up with an excuse to brush off such embarrassing incident.
"Did Supervisor Zhang have any issues with me taking sick leave?" It really wasn't proper to take sick leave during her probationary period, but with her current condition, commuting by bus to and from work was utterly unrealistic.
"Old Zhang didn't say much, but I could tell that Wentao seemed pretty unhappy, he didn't speak a word," Jin Meng continued, "He just took on a new project, and it seemed like he was planning to include you in the team, but since you weren't in today, I'm not sure what will happen."