Gu Xiaoer stared at the phone that had already been hung up, still feeling a bit ungrounded. She slipped on her slippers with a clatter and ran to the window, and sure enough, she saw a pristine white Porsche parked at the villa's gate.
The convertible top was down, and in the car sat a man with his upper body clad in a simple gray shirt, one hand resting on the steering wheel, his facial features cool, his indifferent gaze resting who knows where.
He seemed to feel someone watching him and turned his head slightly, catching sight of Gu Xiaoer standing at the window.
Gu Xiaoer blushed—he really did come!
Immediately after, there was a flurry of hectic tidying noises inside the villa...
60th floor of the Shenghan Building.
Following Bai Xiaoyu into the office, Gu Xiaoer was confused—there were no design drafts, no computers set up for design work. What was she supposed to modify?
"Minister Bai, may I ask where I should make the modifications?"
