C415 Shock

"Hey, Little Ying, waiting for someone?"

Zhuo Ying was lost in thought when she heard her name called out. Turning around, she spotted Wang Peng, the colleague who had been persistently pursuing her, approaching with a couple of coworkers, his hands full with two plastic bags.

"Yeah, I've got to run an errand," Zhuo Ying replied with a smile.

"That's too bad