Although his actions were subtle, so much so that perhaps Gu Qingxin herself could barely sense them, Rong Qianxia, whose greatest strength was her insight into humans and objects alike, discerned them clearly.
Especially when Beiming Han's large hand held onto Gu Qingxin's hand tightly, a gesture that confirmed how much he valued her.
Generally, men of status and reputation only allowed women to link arms with them...
Beiming Han and Gu Qingxin got in the car, and the driver closed the doors and returned to his seat to drive off. Just then, the car was abruptly halted. Both looked up to see Rong Qianxia standing outside.
"Miss Rong, is there something you need?" Ye Qi, seated in the copilot seat, rolled down the window and asked her expressionlessly.
"My car is having some issues, could I hitch a ride with you to the Presidential Palace? I'm running short on time." Rong Qianxia looked at him anxiously.
Ye Qi, "..."
