"It's not..." Tang Yuran frowned, just as she was about to explain properly to him when the door to President Liu's office was pushed open.
Both Tang Yuran and President Liu turned their heads to look, only to see Qin Jianyang still holding the doorknob, leaning against the doorframe with a mischievous grin, and saying to President Liu, "Yo, Old Liu, busy huh?"
"Mr. Xiaoqin!" On seeing Qin Jianyang, President Liu's face, full of flabby flesh, immediately broke into a beaming smile, and he rose from behind his desk, walking over to the man standing at the door, "Why has Mr. Xiaoqin come over, is there something you need from me?"
"That's obvious." Qin Jianyang grinned at him, his gaze inadvertently sweeping past Tang Yuran standing in front of President Liu's desk. He did a double-take and then said with a sly smile, "Yo, the scandal's leading lady."
"..."
Tang Yuran, slightly embarrassed, tugged at the corner of her mouth and said in a low voice, "Hello, Mr. Xiaoqin."
