"..." Song Yu almost slammed on the brake because of his response. Fortunately, she refrained from doing so, but she could not help but glance at him.
How can someone be so shamelessly narcissistic?
"What're you looking at?" Qi Chengzhi gave her the side-eye.
"Nothing, I was just thinking how nice it is to be working with someone like Young Master Cheng," Song Yu said dryly. She could not explicitly express her thoughts that he was so shamelessly narcissistic.
'Mm'. Qi Chengzhi responded indifferently. He closed his eyes and looked as if he was pondering about something.
Song Yu felt that it would be a waste of effort to figure out this man's thought and what he meant by 'Mm'. Hence, she left the conversation hanging there.
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...
Song Yu drove to the basement of Qi Chengzhi's house and parked the car in the garage. She then followed Qi Chengzhi into the lift.
