Song Qingping encountered Lu Chenyuan at the office doorway.
The two exchanged a glance.
Lu Chenyuan felt the girl seemed familiar, not forgetting where he had seen her before.
Song Qingping recognized Lu Chenyuan at first sight, having seen him before at the dormitory building in school—unforgettable after just one glance, black trousers, white shirt, deep eyes, a prominent nose, tall and imposing.
It was also then she had first directly sensed the charm of a mature man.
Song Qingping's cheeks flushed, her ears burning hot, nervously unsure of how to greet him.
With her gaze darting around unsure of where to rest, Lu Chenyuan had already coolly brushed past her.
Lu Chenyuan stood at the office doorway, gave a symbolic two knocks on the door and, without a response, pushed the door and entered.
"Delivery's here."
Lu Chenyuan, carrying a bag, piqued Lin Yan's curiosity about why he would come by at this time, and what food he had brought with him.
