Wei Anning nervously watched him, just like a student handing in an assignment, full of expectation for teacher's approval. Seeing him staring at the initial draft without speaking for a long time, she felt extremely uneasy.
"How is it?"
Leng Youchen lifted his head, looking at her for a while, until she was so nervous she almost fainted. He finally nodded and said indifferently, "It's good, but there are some areas that need improvement. Come over here, I'll explain in detail."
Talking about work, Wei Anning had no doubts and quickly ran over, standing beside him.
The mature masculine scent came through, carrying a tempting nicotine aroma; her mind felt a bit fuzzy.
She looked down, and in her view was a man with sharp brows and starry eyes, his facial lines distinct and chiseled, with a stern and cold demeanor, indeed handsome to the point of being divine.
