In the grand conference room, a tense meeting was underway.
Gong Beiming, with his handsome and proud figure, sat at the chief position. He narrowed his eyes slightly, seemingly listening to a summary report of an executive on stage.
One hand fiddled with a gold pen while the other was under the table, seemingly inadvertently gripping Chi Xiaoyu's hand tightly.
Due to the table's cover, people below couldn't see.
In front of so many people, Chi Xiaoyu didn't dare to make a fuss and could only continue to sit obediently, letting him play their 'big hand squeezes small hand' game for over an hour.
This bastard had not only indecently touched every one of her fingers but also made various lewd gestures.
I'll endure!
Finally, the meeting ended.
Gong Beiming gave a few perfunctory reprimands and then adjourned the meeting.
After walking into the president's office, he suddenly turned around, his gaze leisurely falling upon her.
