Huo Wenting and Leng Qingqiu sat facing each other in an office.
Two stunning beauties, a pair of peerless lovelies.
Leng Qingqiu was regal and poised, exquisite and magnificent, like an empress of an age;
Huo Wenting was noble and elegant, breathtakingly beautiful, like a female sovereign.
Their postures were quite similar as well. Both leaned back in their chairs with their arms folded, calmly watching each other. Their gazes were neither sharp nor weak, neither fierce nor evasive.
Huo Wenting said, "President Leng, everyone knows that Great Sage Group is actually under your control now. You'd better analyze the current situation with Lu Chengwen. I'll bear the pressure, but his restriction order must be lifted immediately. Otherwise, a lot of my preparations can't move forward."
Leng Qingqiu smiled. "You think too highly of me. Lu Chengwen is still the one who calls the shots at Great Sage Group. I'm just an employee."
"But you're the woman he loves most."
"You think too highly of me again. Xu Xuejiao is the one he loves most. I'm just the housekeeper."
Huo Wenting smiled. "Would the illustrious Leng Qingqiu, a gifted woman of extraordinary talent, incomparable beauty, nobility, and elegance, really be content with that?"
"I'm perfectly content."
Huo Wenting frowned slightly. "Why?"
"He's worth it."
"Heh, him?"
Leng Qingqiu gave a faint smile. "You can hear it too, can't you?"
Huo Wenting froze. Looking at Leng Qingqiu, her eyes filled with vigilance.
Leng Qingqiu said, "Then you should know just how rare he is. His mouth may be vicious, but his heart is soft. And what he carries on his shoulders may be beyond anything you or I can imagine. He is the Son of Heavenly Mandate. There must be a responsibility on his shoulders beyond our understanding. I don't believe