After calming his emotions, Zhan Qipei was ready to turn and leave.
Before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at the big screen once more.
As he retracted his gaze, he inadvertently caught sight of a figure in the audience that looked incredibly like Qiao Jing.
This discovery caused Zhan Qipei's already long strides to suddenly halt.
His dark eyes slightly narrowed, intensely focusing on that silhouette.
No matter how he looked, he felt it really resembled her!
Seeing their President Zhan staring off in one direction, lost in thought, Tang Yan curiously asked, "President Zhan, what's wrong?"
Zhan Qipei's gaze remained fixed on the silhouette, his thin lips softly parting to utter in a low voice, "That person's silhouette really resembles hers."
Though he didn't name names, Tang Yan understood quite well that the "her" President Zhan referred to was the young madam.
