Chi Xiaoyu watched as He Miner's figure gradually disappeared into the distance. Her mood remained calm, her expression composed.
After a while, she turned around and saw Yeh Cangqiong standing behind her the whole time.
In truth, she didn't even know when he had come outside.
"What was she here for?"
A trace of tension flickered in Yeh Cangqiong's eyes.
Chi Xiaoyu clasped her hands together and smiled serenely. "She said… you're a fake President!"
Her demeanor was captivating, her eyes slightly narrowed.
Her delicate face belonged to the kind that grew more appealing the longer one looked at it.
"And what did you say?" He looked at her nervously.
She extended her arms and affectionately wrapped them around his neck, like an innocent child whispering secrets into his ear.
