"President Lu, isn't that Mrs. Lu?" Yue Shanshan said softly, her tone somewhat uncertain.
Even though she was certain about her sight, she dared not be so confident and proclaim it loudly.
In the noodle shop of Songhelou Restaurant, large glass windows showcased a man and woman chatting joyfully.
Lu Chenyuan's pupils slightly contracted, his face devoid of the sentiments tied to his heart, showing no expression.
Lu Chenyuan still continued with the next itinerary, not pausing for a moment as if nothing had happened.
"Top luxury brands on the first floor have already started moving in. There are still a few interested parties proposing secret collaboration, requesting an additional five-point renovation subsidy." Manager Wang, in charge of recruitment, reported as he walked.
