"Thinking of sneaking in, and then harboring ulterior motives?"
After thinking this, the secretary directly took a step forward, approached softly, and pushed open the door of the reception room, striding in.
Chu Dazhuang sat on the sofa, saw the door being pushed open, paused for a brief moment, raised his eyes, and looked at the secretary walking in gently, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Being astute, he naturally knew that this matter was not simple and probably had become troublesome.
"Do you have any business here?"
He spoke softly, raising his eyes and calmly looking at the secretary.
Following that, the secretary came in and saw Chu Dazhuang sitting there, snorted coldly.
When she came in just now, she confirmed Zhao Cailing wasn't there, and it was precisely because Zhao Cailing wasn't there that he could completely let go.
"Sitting pretty comfortably, aren't you?"
