"Miss Lei."
Zuo An called out, denying, "I don't have a girlfriend yet."
That's right, just not yet. Assistant Zuo harbored a mysteriously confident belief that he would definitely have a girlfriend in the future.
Lei Jie raised an eyebrow, "If it's not for your girlfriend, then these flowers are for..."
"A lady sent them to our president," Zuo An replied.
A flicker of darkness passed through Lei Jie's eyes before she slowly broke into a smile, a demeanor befitting of an elegant and refined heiress - delicate and muted. However, her choice of words concealed a sharpness, pricking ever so slightly.
"In this world, there are always some women harboring ulterior motives, delusively dreaming of skyrocketing to the top with shortcuts. It's both pitiful and sad."
She shook her head with a visible hint of pity, saying, "Assistant Zuo, President Gong must have asked you to throw the flowers away, right? I happen to have something to discuss with him, so I won't delay you any longer."
