Shen Wan glanced at the woman but quickly withdrew her gaze without much interest.
This woman should be Shen Qian's assistant at Mingda. She had a good figure and stunning looks, but there was one problem: did this beauty seem to hold a grudge against her?
A woman's intuition about another woman was often quite accurate.
"Do you want something to drink?" The assistant asked him, but Shen Qian turned to Shen Wan and asked, "What do you like?"
"No need."
"Alright, I'm not thirsty either." With that, he waved his hand toward the assistant. "You can leave for now."
The woman's red lips pressed together slightly, "Yes."
She came quickly and left even faster.
Shen Wan walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. In the distance were towering skyscrapers, and below was a bustling cityscape. It was no wonder that wealthy people liked high-rise apartments. The feeling of "towering above the rest" was indeed amazing.
