The "Mr. Shen" the server had spoken of was at this moment standing with his back toward her, in front of the colossal floor-to-ceiling window.
As he turned around and strode toward Qiao Kexin, she felt her breath instantly becoming difficult.
It was Shen Jingxiu.
He was imposingly tall, exuding an overwhelming presence.
His features were handsome but icy cold, and his pair of pitch-black eyes seemed as unfathomable and intimidating as an abyss.
Qiao Kexin didn't dare look him in the eyes, her heart thumping incessantly out of fear and nervousness.
"...Mr. Shen."
Shen Jingxiu glanced at Qiao Kexin, unbuttoned his suit jacket, and sat down on the sofa opposite her.
His voice was extremely cold, "Do you know why I asked you to come here?"
Head bowed, Qiao Kexin shook her head, "...I don't know."
