The next day.
After a night's rest, Ling Chen woke up feeling sore in his lower back, a condition that seemed worse than the night before. He shook his head helplessly, realizing that the porridge girl was right; with the injuries he had sustained, it would probably take at least ten days to a half month to fully recover.
Coming out of Hu Fei's office, Ling Chen yawned, preparing to go to the restroom to relieve himself. Walking down the hallway, he happened to encounter Zhu Xiaozhu coming towards him. Their eyes met, and Zhu Xiaozhu's pretty face turned red in an instant. She quickly lowered her head, not daring to meet Ling Chen's gaze.
"Xiaozhu..." To avoid prolonging the awkwardness, Ling Chen opened his mouth to greet her. After all, he was in the wrong last night. As a man, he should be more magnanimous, apologize later, and ask for forgiveness.
