Su Xiaoyue also saw Fan Shaoming.
She greeted Fan Shaoming with her usual warm smile.
Who would have known that just after she called out "President Fan," Fan Shaoming tilted his chin up and coldly glanced at her before turning around and striding away.
That icy and proud demeanor was like that of a peacock, only minus the display of feathers.
Su Xiaoyue blinked, what was wrong with him?
Had she offended him?
It didn't seem likely; they had just been on the phone, and he was the one who hung up first. Could it be that he was blaming her for the trivial conversations? She answered whatever he asked, which was totally normal.
Xia Ying walked up to Su Xiaoyue, glanced at her, then at the proud peacock man who was now distant, and asked Su Xiaoyue with amusement, "Are you sure it was him who proposed to you this morning?"
Who proposes in the morning and then gives cold looks by noon?
