Hearing the sound, Yun Lih touched his thick eyebrows with a wicked smile and stood up with a single hand slapping the table.
He was nearly one meter ninety tall, and in the small conference room, his stature was even more imposing and robust.
Yun Lih, with a thin smile on his lips, took a few steps to Li Qiao, leaned over the table corner with one hand supporting him, while the other hand rested on the back of her chair, "Really not going to talk to me?"
Li Qiao glanced at his movements and hummed a response.
Yun Lih helplessly pursed his lips and sighed as he pressed his shoulders down and leaned closer to Li Qiao, "Then how about a hug? I've missed you."
The next second, a cellphone was pressed against his chest, forcing him to stop the pressing motion.
Yun Lih looked down to see Li Qiao using her phone to prod him with a gun-like gesture, she gave a gentle push and then calmly asked, "How did you find this place?"
