Anran sat in her office with a paintbrush in her hand, but she couldn't calm down. She dejectedly threw the pen in her hand on the desk, tore off the rough sketch on the desk, and threw it directly into the trash can. Today, there were already four or five such balls of paper inside.
Looking at the phone on the table, she finally couldn't help but take it. Just as she was about to call Lin Li, " knock, knock, knock ... &Quot; someone suddenly knocked on the office door.
Anran raised her head, looked in the direction of the door, and said loudly, " "Come in."
Ling LAN stood at the door with a smile. She looked at her and asked, " "Can I come in?"
Anran froze, and her expression changed slightly. After a while, she nodded.
Ling LAN entered the room and sat down in front of her. She looked at her and said apologetically, " Anran, I was drunk last time, so I lost my composure. If I said something I shouldn't have, please don't take it to heart. &Quot;