What?
Gu Xiaoer looked at him, bewildered, savoring his words carefully, and then began to laugh while holding her stomach, "Da Luoluo, if I said that, someone would have to believe it! Maybe they'd even send me to hospital, claiming I've got delusions of grandeur! Hahaha..."
After she had her fill of laughter, nearly with an aching stomach, she quickly became serious again, "Da Luoluo, the President might arrive any moment now, you should hurry up and leave! Quick, quick, quick!"
So much trust in him, as if she would never doubt, taking today as a chance occurrence.
What was even more certain was that someone of such a high position would never cross paths with her, let alone take a fancy to her, an ordinary little commoner.
The man's thin lips were tightly drawn; he didn't speak, but his steps grew heavier and more deliberate as he walked toward the document bag thrown on the ground.
