She stood frozen for a moment before turning her head, and then she saw Fu Shihan standing there, his posture relaxed, legs stretched out, with a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers.
He met Su Wanxin's gaze with a half-smile.
"President Fu?!"
The man beside Su Wanxin followed her gaze and exclaimed in surprise, quickly walking over to greet him.
Only then did Fu Shihan pack away his lazy demeanor, stand up straight, and respond with indifferent formality.
The man who wanted to ask Su Wanxin out to dinner looked to be around thirty. Fu Shihan tried to search his memory for any information on the man, only to realize he was drawing a blank.
Not even memorable enough to be remembered, and he wants to ask my girlfriend out for dinner?
"President Fu, what a coincidence. What brings you here?"
"I'm here to discuss some affairs with President Su." Fu Shihan answered coldly, glancing in Su Wanxin's direction. "I didn't expect President Su to be so busy."
