Time flows like water, and in the blink of an eye, the turmoil at the Li Group subsided as if it had never happened.
Yet some things had changed after all—for instance, Míngxuān’s sensitivity had skyrocketed.
Ever since the incident with Líng Yīyī, the president seemed to have triggered some strange radar. Whenever Yan Luoluo smiled at someone—be it a colleague, a client, or even just the guy delivering coffee—he would instantly lock onto them with a death glare, his eyes sharp enough to nail a person to the wall on the spot.
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