"Director Su, what kind of noodles would you like?" Gong Liping asked.
"Vegetable noodles," Su Hai replied, but his gaze was fixed on Shen Zian, carrying an imposing presence. Even Li Erhua, who had been devouring noodles ravenously, began to tremble, having just thought of asking the handsome youngster if he had a partner. Now she was too scared to entertain that thought!
"What are you doing?" Li Erhua asked, her voice lacking confidence.
"Hello," Su Hai nodded gracefully, which left Li Erhua even more at a loss for words, feeling even more intimidated inside.
"Excuse me!" Su Hai stood up and returned to his own table. Though his face showed nothing, his heart was a stormy sea. His fingers, long and powerful on the table, were unlike most men's hands, which bore the calluses from years of work, instead, his skin was fair and carried a hint of jade-like quality.
