But she hadn't expected it to be either of those.
Duan Xi just looked at her with a calm, distant gaze, nodded at her as if he really didn't know her at all, and that was it—nothing more.
Dan Chun herself had a naturally cool temperament, and Duan Xi was even more so. The two of them didn't speak, didn't even reach out to shake hands, just stood there facing each other like that, making the atmosphere inexplicably feel a bit awkward.
It was at this moment that Jiaojiao came into the conference room carrying her little cake.
She didn't know if it was a woman's sixth sense acting up. Earlier, when Dan Chun heard something about Duan Xi, that unconscious lift of her head had given her a sort of intuition. She felt she had to be here to see for herself, so the moment she finished handing out the cake outside, she came straight over.
As soon as she came in, Duan Xi's gaze swept over. Jiaojiao grinned, "I won't bother you guys, I'll just sit over there and watch."
