Shen Guangji leaned back slowly, his back resting against the chair, yet his profound gaze remained firmly fixed on Gu Qing, revealing undisguised admiration. Her style of conduct—decisive, capable, and devoid of pretense—was surprisingly similar to his own, stirring a sense of appreciation within him.
Just then, a waiter approached the table, bowed slightly to Shen Guangji, and asked politely, "Sir, what would you like to drink?"
Shen Guangji raised his eyes slightly. His thin lips parted, and a low, deep voice uttered, "An iced Americano."
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