Three days later.

Pengcheng, STAR Building.

"Wait a minute...... An Qin rushed through the lobby with a small high heel and went straight to the elevator that was slowly closing.

The person inside raised his hand and pressed the door button.

"Thank you!" An Qin ran into the elevator with an arrow step, covering his heart that was pounding because of the fast running.

Oops, it's already there.

An Qin glanced at the time, and was so worried that his little eyebrows came out.

She tossed and turned on the hotel bed until four o'clock in the morning before falling asleep in a daze, and this sleep was overdone, the alarm clock was completely useless, and it was a couple in the corridor who quarreled and woke her up.

Leng Yue is a well-known female devil in the fashion industry, and it would be strange if she was caught being late for the first day of work and not being eaten alive.

Imagining such a picture, An Qin covered his cold forehead with his other hand.

It was at that moment that she caught a glimpse of the man reflected in the elevator door—the man who was as handsome as the fireworks in the world—the man who was supposed to take her to the hospital but wiped her clean.

Through the shiny door, the two pairs of eyes collided.

An Qin's fists clenched subconsciously, and his heart also contracted slightly.

Why is the world so small, why is he also in Pengcheng?

The man apparently recognized her as well, but he seemed calm, and he turned gracefully to face her directly.

An Qin stood in front of him, his mind went blank for an instant, as if the whole person was drowned in the flying misty.

Compared with the impression of that night, the man's temperament at this time became more and more calm and introverted, wearing a well-cut dark suit, with a white shirt inside, and the diamond-encrusted buttons were buttoned all the way to the top, showing the beauty of asceticism on his body to the fullest.

He looked at her gaze as if she were a strange passerby, without any emotional fluctuations, the kind of blandness that rejected people thousands of miles away, and the gentleness and heat of that night.

An Qin fell into the icy cold in the lake of the other party's eyes, and couldn't help but shiver.

"What floor?" The man spoke, his voice cold, but unexpectedly magnetic.

"2......" An Qin moved his lips, and his voice trembled slightly. 22nd floor. ”

The man turned back in the direction of the doorway, and pressed the number key of 22 with his clean, slender fingers.

An Qin also found out that there were only two people in the elevator, her and the man.

An Qin raised his eyes and saw that the number key of 88 was lit up.

He's going to the 88th floor.

Does he work here too?

Or did it just come for something?

The falling eyes met his gaze again, still calm and indifferent, without the slightest evasion, staring recklessly.

Thinking about the events of that night, shame and anger rolled in her heart, she opened her mouth to question, but her voice was stuck in her throat and couldn't come out.

Bite-

The 22nd floor has arrived.

An Qin fled under the man's gaze.

"See you later!" Suddenly, a man's voice sounded behind him, very charming, like a spell.

Ooh?

An Qin, who ran out, stopped his steps sharply and turned back.

The elevator doors closed unexpectedly, and she couldn't see the man's expression when he said those two words.

What do you mean?

Will they ever see each other again?

Why say goodbye?

The lingering image of the two flashed in her mind, her blood swelled, and blood surged up her cheeks-

"Anqin!" Someone was shouting in the office area, dragging An Qin, who was in a state of confusion, back to reality.

She followed the sound and saw a ****** girl in a ponytail smiling at her with a stack of papers in her arms.

During the game, the girl has been following Leng Yue, she should be the secretary, what is her name?

An Qin put the man behind for the time being, and walked quickly forward to say hello.