Chapter 1911

"Am I not allowed to come?" Gale smiled, looking at the scattered documents on the floor. "What's with the temper again? Being angry all the time ages you easily, and it's bad for your health." She squatted down, picking up the files one by one. Shawn could not bear to see her doing this; he quickly stepped forward, snatched the files from her hand, and casually placed them on the desk. "Why did you come to my office?" Shawn was somewhat surprised, "Miss me?" "Yes, I miss you. I think of you all the time, like a day without seeing you is like three autumns apart." Shawn reached out and pulled her into his arms, smelling her scent, his mood slowly calming down. "Even if I know you're lying to me, deliberately saying things to make me happy, I'm still genuinely happy. If you miss me, come see me more often," Shawn said. "To see you throwing a tantrum?" Shawn furrowed his brow. "That's because they didn't handle things properly." Gale raised her hand and smoothed out the wrinkle