Gradually, a trace of disdain flickered in An Nan's eyes, simultaneously reinforcing her previous conviction. How could a man with such high standards as Han Xiayang be interested in such a woman?
Then she stood out rare in the surprised gazes of the other people in the office.
She took the initiative to stand up from the sofa, approached the man before her with a shy look in his eyes, and spoke proactively amidst his puzzled expression: "I know you're very confused right now about why you're here. Let me clearly tell you, it's not because your president wants to discuss anything with you, but because the person seeking you is me."
Upon reaching this point, she paused briefly amidst the woman's astonished expression before continuing: "And the reason I'm looking for you is simple, because of one person: Han Xiayang. I believe this name isn't unfamiliar to you!"
