When she entered earlier, Zuo Mingqi's attention was fixed on the décor of the room, so to start, Xie Qiyan offered a polite remark. Then, with an air of uninhibited ease and casual nonchalance, he tossed his coat lightly onto the back of a chair and seated himself in the CEO's office chair. The man let his long legs hang freely, keeping a certain distance from Zuo Mingqi, who was standing by the sofa. Xie Qiyan's thin lips curved slightly as he extended his elegant, slender fingers and pointed to the sofa. His gesture, refined and gentle, invited Zuo Mingqi to take a seat.
This distance was habitual for Xie Qiyan when dealing with women; he always rejected the ones he didn't like outright. Despite appearing to be a playboy and subject to countless scandalous rumors, Xie Qiyan was actually stringent and disciplined in matters of romance. What he sought was the purest, most ardent love, untainted and obsessive.
"Not bad. It's got a lot of atmosphere, looks quite classy."
