She curled up and retreated a few steps out of the elevator.
"Then thank you, Mr. Fo, I won't let you down."
In the presence of Chen Jinxiu, she would not let her down.
About ten seconds after Yao Qing had left, Fo Zi'ang had not snapped out of that smile.
Signing Yao Qing was not because of her beauty, Yu Yanshen's suppressive aura, but rather her live broadcast presence, her personal comprehensive strength, and the ambition that one could discern.
Perhaps, there was also a bit of his late wife's influence.
When he searched his heart, did Yao Qing resemble his deceased wife? Their facial features did not resemble each other. Yao Qing was much more glamorous; by comparison, his wife had seemed muted. The only similarity was probably their vague aura.
Even that smile was completely different.
But he—there was indeed a moment of astonishment.
...
Secretary Su actually found it very strange.
