The hair that fell just beyond her shoulders lit up a bit under the natural light, appearing golden. She looked even more mature and charming now.
Yu Ting was walking towards the elevator from the company's main gate.
Wei Qinghe stood nearby, watching her intently.
His gaze was too obvious, too direct.
It caused Yu Ting to suddenly stop in her tracks. She glanced at Wei Qinghe, who had just returned from a TV show, and asked, "Why are you staring at me? Is the show done?"
A simple greeting.
"Hmm, it finished a few days ago. I had dinner with the director and the crew last night before rushing back," Wei Qinghe replied. Unconsciously, he began to report to Yu Ting. He was much better than when they met in the rental apartment, chatting confidently like a grown boy.
"The director even praised me at the end," Wei Qinghe concluded, looking a bit pleased.
