"Brother, your girlfriend brought us dinner earlier. It’s Japanese food." Qiao An’s voice was exceptionally sultry.
Gu Jingxing set his pen down, his expression indifferent as usual. "And?"
Qiao An twirled a lock of hair around her finger, her peach-blossom eyes sparkling. "She’s brazenly winning over the hearts of the people in your company. Don't you mind?"
Chapter 112