...Lu Beicheng: "I don't want the project in the southern high-tech district anymore."
After Lu Beicheng spoke, Gu Nanyan immediately opened the passenger door and sat in, smiling broadly, "Negotiating business is also fine."
...Lu Beicheng still disdained her.
Damn it, always so pragmatic, only wanting what's most practical.
The car started, and Gu Nanyan looked at Lu Beicheng with ambiguous admiration, her smile beaming.
Lu Beicheng caught a glimpse of her from the corner of his eye, and her gaze gave him goosebumps all over.
People who didn't know any better would think Gu Nanyan really liked him, that she was deeply affectionate.
Raising his right hand to loosen his collar, Lu Beicheng, unflustered, said, "Hang up on my call, turn off the phone, found a new place? Sure it can make you 'live'?"
Gu Nanyan's smile stiffened—no need to ask, it definitely was Lu Jingyang's doing.
Just secretly took the train back, and he never learns his lesson.
