Upon hearing Zhan Qipei's words, Lin Jianai realized there were other people in the office.
On the day of Han Zhiyu's 70th birthday, she unfortunately had something to attend to and couldn't go to the banquet.
But she heard about what happened at the banquet, including the return of Zhan Qipei's wife, Qiao Jing, who had been missing for several years.
She was quite curious, wondering what kind of woman could occupy Zhan Qipei's mind and thoughts for so many years?
Thinking of this, Lin Jianai turned her head and looked at Qiao Jing, who was sitting on the sofa.
When her eyes met Qiao Jing's face, a trace of surprise flashed in Lin Jianai's eyes.
One had to admit, the rumors she heard were indeed true. Qiao Jing was truly beautiful, to a degree that even women would find stunning.
But it was just a moment before the surprise in Lin Jianai's eyes was replaced by disdain.
In her eyes, no matter how pretty one was, it was just superficial.
