"..."
Seeing that she had taken in his words, Beiming Han released his hold on her.
Gu Qingxin walked over to the seating area and sat down, while Beiming Han went to his desk and pressed the phone on the table, instructing, "Bring a glass of juice and a cup of coffee."
The door was knocked, Beiming Han put down the phone and looked up, seeing Qi Xinyan coming in with two cups of coffee.
"Mr. Han, I made coffee for you and your guest." Qi Xinyan said with a smile as she walked in.
Gu Qingxin pretended not to hear, but she thought to herself that this woman was indeed not simple; no wonder she could handle Beiming Han.
"No need, take it out!" Beiming Han's expression instantly turned cold.
"Mr. Han, isn't this your favorite brewed coffee? I can entertain your guest for you." Qi Xinyan was unwilling to leave, moving to the coffee table and placing one of the cups in front of Gu Qingxin.
