"You're downstairs?" Rong Yan looked down from the window and immediately saw his eye-catching black Lincoln parked by the side of the road.
She withdrew her gaze and said quickly, "Wait for me, I'll be right down."
After hanging up the phone, she dashed down in the elevator and ran straight to the Lincoln outside the company. Breathless upon reaching it, the car window immediately rolled down, and the man in the driver's seat, dressed in a sharp suit, looking distinguished and stylish, said to her, "Get in."
Rong Yan opened the car door and got in. She hadn't even had the chance to fasten her seatbelt when she said anxiously, "Why did you come over? Don't you have plans this afternoon?"
Li Shengxiao started the car, his noble face profound and three-dimensional, his hawk-like eyes deep as a secluded well, tempting one to explore, "I will go back to the company in the afternoon. Gu Ming is there; you don't have to worry."
