"What did you think of Luo Yiren after meeting her just now?"
After leaving the office building, Xiong Qingchun asked Wang Yan, who was walking with his hands behind his back like some old master.
"You should be asking Zheng Qiudong what he thought. If I had any feelings about her, wouldn't that be a problem?"
"I'm being serious."
"Of course she's impressive. She's beautiful, experienced, has been the head of a company, and probably knows countless people across the country. I can't say how capable she is exactly, but she's definitely competent enough. She'd be a huge asset to our company."
"Fine, so all you noticed was that she was pretty, huh?"
"Don't start trouble. Being pretty is obviously an advantage for a woman. Otherwise, how could I have fallen in love with you at first sight? And how could Luo Yiren have ended up with Xia Jiguo? Comparatively speaking, Luo Yiren's current abilities all came from that face of hers—a little melancholy, the kind that made people want to pity her. "And to put it bluntly, what could someone at Xia Jiguo's level possibly have seen in Luo Yiren? If I remember correctly, she was working as a guide at some science museum back then. What abilities did she have?"
Xiong Qingchun curled her lips. "I was just saying. Why are you getting so worked up? Don't tell me you really have ideas about her?"
Wang Yan glanced at her, shook his head with a smile, and said nothing more. She was already starting to be unreasonable, and the best response was to ignore it. Of course, for ordinary couples, ignoring each other like that would be a problem. But Wang Yan was different. Though he had indeed been the one to pursue Xiong Qingchun, he held the