Mr. Wen wasn't someone who was easily swayed by appearances.
But he couldn't help having his gaze fixed on those feet; they were indeed very beautiful.
Suddenly, a folder was handed into his view, blocking those feet.
"The file you dropped."
Wen Linyu stared numbly at the folder in front of him for a while, then finally lifted his head.
He intended to thank the staff member.
But that gratitude didn't leave his lips once he recognized An Li's face.
As their eyes met, An Li's gaze held a noticeable sense of distance.
An Li hadn't forgotten Wen Linyu's indifferent demeanor when he faced her earlier.
An Li was stubborn by nature.
Since the other person showed no interest in engaging with her, she would never proactively approach him.
She maintained a suitable distance and a professional smile.
Even her posture was slightly bent.
This was the demeanor she should exhibit when facing guests.
Wen Linyu stared at An Li for a long time, but suddenly his brow furrowed.
