Tang Rongling happened to walk out of the elevator and, seeing Gu Qingxin at the company like this, his gaze gradually turned from astonishment to complexity.
Gu Qingxin, on the other hand, didn't even glance at him, or perhaps didn't notice his presence at all, and rushed into the elevator.
"Tang Rong..." the secretary behind him called out as he stood there in a trance.
Tang Rongling showed no reaction and continued to stare at the elevator nearby, watching the red numbers jump continuously until it reached a certain floor.
He turned and saw Beiming Wuji approaching. He furrowed his brows slightly and greeted him proactively, "Uncle."
Beiming Wuji glanced at him, initially intending to pass by, but suddenly stopped and said, "Rong Ling, I think the two of us are on the same side now, don't you agree?"
Tang Rongling's brows furrowed slightly, almost imperceptibly. He immediately understood his meaning and nodded, "I think so too."
