Ever since the night Lan Ying was kidnapped, the Blood Cross seemed to have disappeared, with no news whatsoever.
Because of that night, Wang Qiang had a complete fear of Ye Qiu and hadn't come to trouble him for days. This gave Ye Qiu some much-needed relief.
"Ye Qiu, take me to the Victory Group."
Early in the morning, Bai Lan came to Ye Qiu with a contract in hand.
"Alright!"
In the car, Ye Qiu observed Bai Lan through the reflective mirror, noticing that, as usual, her face always maintained a cold demeanor.
"Is this woman naturally like this or what?"
Ye Qiu knew that besides special occasions where Bai Lan would keep a professional smile, it was hard to find any other emotions on her face.
"What are you looking at?"
Bai Lan noticed Ye Qiu spying on her, which made her frown and express displeasure.
"Of course, I'm admiring President Bai's beauty. But, President Bai, it's such a pity for someone so lovely to always keep a stiff face. You should smile more often."
