Below the Xu Corporation building in the lobby, Ning Fan ran into Lan Kexin once again.
Lan Kexin was wearing an intellectual black pencil skirt that hugged her curves, her prominent bust bouncing slightly with excitement, which, combined with her five-inch stiletto heels, made her look tall and sensuous.
Ning Fan teased, "Kexin, where are you off to dressed so seductively? Surely you're not out to lure some innocent young men again."
Having nearly become immune to Ning Fan's teasing, Lan Kexin managed to contain her excitement and responded coldly, "It's for work!"
Ning Fan thought for a moment.
"It does seem to be the case. Look at how the male employees suddenly become so energetic in their work. You must deserve some credit for that."
"..."
Lan Kexin, enduring Ning Fan's teasing, glared at him but was very puzzled and curious about his identity.
She thought to herself, "Who exactly is this guy? He won't tell me, and it's so annoying."
