Huo Qinglin mocked that her tactics were too childish, which made Chu Tingting tremble with anger.
Her delicate and beautiful face turned ashen, and she clenched her fists, gritting her teeth in hatred: "Huo Qinglin, just you wait. If you don't cooperate with me, you'll regret it."
The so-called important guest Huo Yanting wanted to meet was Gu Qianxi!
Sitting in his office, Huo Yanting swirled the wine glass on his desk, his expression tinged with frustration.
Gu Qianxi sat across from him, still wearing his white coat, exuding a professional and meticulous aura.
However, his handsome and refined face seemed weighed down with heavy thoughts.
"Yanting, how have you been lately? Why did you ask for alcohol as soon as you came in? Now that you've finished the first glass, you haven't said a word." Gu Qianxi stared at the tightly furrowed brow of his friend, unable to suppress his concern.
