"Demi, I told you this place is for me to work. How could you take it away from me?" The man angrily exclaimed, clutching the documents tightly to his chest, afraid someone would snatch them away.
"Demi, why are you eating so little? If you continue like this, I will become a pig, and you will become a bean sprout." The man lightly pinched her cheek and then his face before sharing half of his meal with her.
'Ace...' Her lips moved gently, and the pen in her hand suddenly fell to the ground. She bowed her head, hastily picking up the pen to continue writing. Her computer was broken and couldn't be repaired, so she had to write all the documents by hand, significantly slowing her down. But honestly, she liked it that way. Being busy left her with less time for idle thoughts. It kept her
