Lu Tianxing, under Lan Xin's angry gaze, ran into the office. Thinking back to Lan Xin's furious expression, a radiant smile appeared on his face; teasing Lan Xin, this little girl, every day made him feel much better instantly.
Unfortunately, before Lu Tianxing could savor the silky touch of Lan Xin's pretty face, he immediately felt a cold stare on him, followed by Bai Zhiqing's icy voice from beside him.
"Finished talking with your Lu An?"
"Talk...,"
As soon as Lu Tianxing uttered the first word, he realized something was awry and hurriedly changed his words: "What Lu An? Honey, aren't you mistaken? I just went downstairs to help Hong Yue out. I didn't do anything."
"Really?"
Bai Zhiqing's cold and beautiful face showed no sign of warming up, her frosty gaze fell upon Lu Tianxing, as though she was trying to see through him inside out.
