After waiting for a while, Jiang Baimian heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that the email had been delivered successfully. She leaned back in her chair.
What happened next was not her problem.
"I only hope that the company deals with it quickly and doesn't leave any latent problems…" Jiang Baimian muttered to herself. She turned around, bent down, picked up the blue flask beside her, and prepared to fill her cup.
She shook the flask twice and realized that it was much lighter than expected.
There's no more water… Jiang Baimian shook her head. She walked out of the study and into the living room with the flask.
"Why did you coop up in the room the moment you came back?" Jiang Baimian's mother, Xue Sumei, immediately nagged when she saw her.
Jiang Baimian didn't mind and replied with a smile, "Isn't this love for my profession?"
With that said, she changed the topic. "Mom, your new hairstyle looks good."