Lu Fengxuan suddenly stood up, turned around, and faced Yu Chiyin with a dry smile:
"Yu, President Yu, thank you, I can handle it myself."
She definitely didn't want to wipe and then let him discover the traces of makeup on the tissue, and then have him figure out something was amiss.
No one knew better than her how frightening this man's observational skills were.
Yu Chiyin raised an eyebrow, handed her the tissue, and Qin Sen, who was standing behind him, reminded, "President Yu, you have another meeting later."
Having lingered here for so long, it was time to return.
Before Yu Chiyin could speak, Lu Fengxuan on the side took the lead and said, "President Yu, since you're busy with work, Nan Ke won't take up more of your time."
Her tone was so urgent that it nearly spelled out "hurry up and leave" on her forehead.
Yu Chiyin silently glanced at her and pulled out the chair beside her, "You've worked hard, sit down and talk."
