Zhuo Jian subconsciously looked back at him. The smile on his face appeared quickly and vanished just as fast, as he coldly started the car and drove off.
A gust of wind passed by, blowing open her new coat and sending a chill through her heart.
Had he done all that just because he had seen Li Yuqing?
Scumbag.
A scumbag who loved to act!
President Fu shouldn't be a boss; he should be an actor, definitely capable of earning award after award until his hands went soft.
With him around, those Best Actors really didn't count for much.
Zhuo Jian retracted her derogatory thoughts and turned her head, somewhat embarrassed, to glance at Li Yuqing, who offered a light smile, "Let's go inside."
"Sure!"
Zhuo Jian nodded in agreement, but after taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and turned back to Li Yuqing, "Did you hear what he said at the end?"
"He said he would come to pick you up and take you to the airport after your show ends."
"Oh!"
Zhuo Jian nodded woodenly.
