Su Hongxing remained composed, hiding in the shadows, quietly observing Liu Qingyin.
At first, Liu Qingyin was quite dignified, but later her face seemed to twist grotesquely, as if something had come to her mind.
Such facial expressions were foreign to her because she had never seen them on Liu Qingyin's face before, so they felt strange.
But at the same time, there was this eerie sense of familiarity, as if she had seen similar expressions on someone else's face before.
On the other side, Liu Qingyin, growing impatient, urged the receptionist again.
Thinking it was about time, Su Hongxing gracefully approached Liu Qingyin, smiling, "Qingyin, I'd just finished my work and remembered you were here waiting for me. I thought you would have left by now."
Liu Qingyin reined in all the expressions on her face, responding with a smile, "Sis, you are quite the busy person nowadays."
