In the office lobby, a man and a girl stood facing each other.
What was inconceivable was that the girl was accusing the man, who exuded nobility, of marriage deception!
They assured that this was the strangest thing they had heard in all their years at the office.
Moreover—
The staff looked at the information displayed on the networked computer about Han Luoli. This... this was Han Luoli, the heir to the Han Family, a conglomerate of wealth and power, capable of turning the clouds with a flick of his hand and summoning the rain with a turn of his palm!
Then, the staff respectfully returned Han Luoli's documents to the man, trying to keep his voice as calm and businesslike as possible, "Mr. Han, Mrs. Han, congratulations."
"Pfft—" Gu Xiaoer felt a stabbing pain in her heart, her blood pressure uncontrollably skyrocketing by three points.
Was this… still the same staff member who had just been insisting on getting justice for her?
