"Miss Zi, are you heading to the 28th floor?" Murong Jun's voice was sweet as honey. Heh, he already knew whom she was going to find. He had overheard the conversation Qiao Junlie had just had over the phone, which said to meet in half an hour and caused that guy to chase him away... yet it was such a coincidence that he ran into her?
"..." Zi Ruoxi did not answer but prepared to step forward to press the floor number. Unexpectedly, Murong Jun directly pressed the button for the top floor. That wasn't the president's floor number.
Then, as Zi Ruoxi went to press the floor number, Murong Jun preemptively positioned himself, casually leaning against the wall with the numbers, preventing her from operating the buttons.
Zi Ruoxi's face turned red, her beautiful eyes looked at this person with disbelief. Was he a rascal? Why did he always seem to be against her?
Thinking this inside, she maintained her composure outwardly.
