Even though there was a green lake in the distance of the golf course, with a gentle breeze that was originally refreshing when it brushed against the face.
Yet, with Lu Yichen's intense gaze, Qiao Xiaon'an's cheeks turned a light shade of red. Even her small hand, tightly held by Amo, felt somewhat uncomfortable.
The careful Amo then looked at her, and then directed his gaze away from her towards the man standing beside Director Gu. This man, whom he'd pointedly ignored, was the one who had sent Qiaoqiao home that night.
Emotionally turbulent.
"Mr. Yun, this is my capable assistant, Lu Yichen, a prodigy in the business world."
Even though Yun Mo was exceptionally upset upon seeing Lu Yichen, he still maintained his composure.
He extended his hand as a gentleman would, "Hello, Mr. Lu."
