Wei Anning gave him a thumbs up. Probably only he could be so brazen, combining design with profit and instantly pointing out the flaws in her wild ideas.
Just like five years ago, he remained the helmsman who held the direction.
"President Leng, did you really not acquire Huan Yu?" Wei Anning expressed her doubt.
Leng Youchen smiled faintly without speaking and turned to continue walking.
That smile sent shivers down Wei Anning's spine. If he were the big boss behind the scenes, and if she offended him, would she be out of a job in no time? Now that he had extended his thigh to her, should she embrace it, embrace it, or embrace it?
Watching his tall and slender back, she wanted to give herself a slap. Had she forgotten her situation? No matter how tempting that thigh was, she couldn't cling to it.
