C2096 The Importance of a Draft

"What story is the boss writing?"

Anno sat next to Yao Ziyan, propping her chin with her hand as she watched the boss, who had become a veritable typing machine not far away. Eventually, her curiosity got the better of her, and she whispered her question.

"Hmm... A detective story."

Yao Ziyan cradled her cup, blowing gently on it. The warm mist kissed her face, blurring her vision