Chapter 235: Iron-fisted Measures

Ling Tianyu had nothing to say, his hand was still being held by her, and he couldn't shake it off. He could only be pulled by her as they left the elevator.

"Oh my gosh! Can this be?"

"Am I seeing things?"

"Is that the young miss? Actually holding hands? My goodness! The woman of my dreams!"

"Who the hell is this guy? It's over, there goes my dream lover."

"Our young miss... what does this man do?"

"..."

At this point, Duan Yanran was completely unaware that she was still holding Ling Tianyu's hand, fuming all the way as she left the company.

This caused countless male colleagues to cry their hearts out in agony.

Duan Yanran was truly beautiful, with every frown and smile reminiscent of the Nine Sky Mysterious Lady from the heavens — stunningly flawless.

It wasn't until they reached the parking area that Duan Yanran realized she was still holding Ling Tianyu's hand, whereupon she quickly let go, opened her car door, and got in, her face as red as if she had a fever.