Ling Tianya merely glanced at Gu Zhiqian's outstretched hand, white and glowing. Just from his hands, she knew that the man was someone that was particular about his maintenance routine.
"Hello, Ling Tianya." Ling Tianya held out her hand nonchalantly, before quickly taking it back, then turning to Zhang Heng. "Director, I still have work to finish, call me if there's anything else."
Zhang Heng knew that there was much that Ling Tianya had to do, and he had called her over just to introduce her briefly to Gu Zhiqian, "Okay, go and finish your work."
Ling Tianya didn't take another look at Gu Zhiqian, sharply turning around to leave.
Gu Zhiqian's brows shot up, his interest growing in the screenwriter that seemed to have only one expression, feeling that she was similar to someone he knew.
"Who is it she reminds me of?" Gu Zhiqian's brows furrowed as he brainstormed.
