Gong Beiming's handsome face was shrouded in an aura of cold deadliness that kept people at bay.
As their eyes met, the look in his eyes made her shiver without being cold.
No matter how she dodged, she could never escape encounters with him; this city was really too small.
In her moment of slight shock, he had already strode away.
Dozens of black-clad bodyguards surrounded him as he walked toward the elevator.
She stared blankly at him, watching as the elevator doors closed, cutting off their line of sight.
Today, he didn't lash out at her, embarrassing her, which was quite unexpected.
But there was something odd about his eyes, the corners of his lips curled with an inexplicable smile as if something was about to happen.
Actually, she had also intended to take the elevator, but with him there, she didn't want to be crammed together with him.
She silently waited for the next one.
A few minutes later, she went directly to Bo's financial department for settlement...