At the door, the secretary heard Lu Fengxuan's voice saying "Come in" from inside, pushed the door open, and moved aside.
"Vice President Yu, please come in," the secretary said politely.
Yu Chiyin silently walked in, and the secretary closed the door behind him, leaving only the two of them in the room.
The black, white, and gray decor of the office came into view. He paused in his steps, his hand at his side subtly clenched.
Realizing Lu Fengxuan's gaze had fallen on him, Yu Chiyin restrained himself, adjusted his breathing, and resumed walking toward her.
A few steps away from the desk, he stopped, his handsome face unreadable. The Armani dark suit he wore amplified his commanding presence.
"President Lu, you called me here—what are your instructions?" he said indifferently, giving her only a fleeting glance before shifting his gaze away.
Looking at how he distanced himself, standing so far away, and speaking in such a detached, businesslike tone.
