Ning Wan heard the voice, looked up directly to follow it, and saw a face with delicate makeup, seemingly around twenty-six or seven years old, exuding a mature and intellectual aura.
Inexplicably, Ning Wan felt the woman in front of her looked a bit familiar. She blinked and sized her up, noticing a work ID in the pocket of her suit jacket, which clearly had the Xi Group's logo. Coupled with the woman's clean and decisive demeanor, it was obvious she was a capable career woman.
An employee of the Xi Group? One of Xi Mohan's subordinates?
Is this about to turn into an office romance?
Thinking of this, Ning Wan glanced at the handsome face just within reach, then at the somewhat bewildered woman standing there, her expression a bit odd.
