A few female employees whispered among themselves, unanimously agreeing that Su Han was merely Qiao Yushan's driver.
Who didn't know about Qiao Yushan's standards? The line of suitors could stretch from here all the way to the west side of the city, and when had she ever given anyone a proper look? Even the sons of major families were outright rejected by her.
"Okay, let's get back to work. Is there still time for gossiping?" A woman, exuding intelligence and elegance, said with a smile.
"Got it, Xiran sis, everyone, let's get back to work," a female white-collar worker stuck out her tongue and did not add more, immediately resuming her work.
Liu Xiran watched the retreating figures of Su Han and his group, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She was a woman and a mature one at that; having worked with Qiao Yushan for so many years, when had she ever seen Qiao Yushan not refuse a man's offer to take her home?
Ding-dong—
