Under the pert nose, those rosy little lips curved a bit.
Yue Siqing pursed his lips and quickly shifted his gaze away.
"Hey." He answered the phone, his train of thought abruptly interrupted.
"President Yue, the old lady wants to confirm with you about the meeting with Miss Sheng this evening she arranged for you."
"Another day, I'm not available."
He hung up the phone, stood up, and picked up the car keys.
"Brother Siqing, are you done?" Gu Anjin raised her head and closed the magazine.
Yue Siqing nodded, picking up his suit jacket, "Let's go."
She followed him out naturally, "Where are we going to eat? Will you be back at the office tonight?"
"Not coming back."
While the secretary was returning the old lady's call, she saw Yue Siqing and Gu Anjin walking out together.
