He Sirui glanced at President Gu in the driver's seat, his tall nose, sexy thin lips, his sharp features, piercing gaze, and innate aristocratic temperament. Years in the business world had added a commanding boldness to his demeanor, every bit of him driving women wild.
Such an outstanding man, yet he already had a wife.
She felt somewhat unwilling; she always met him at the wrong time.
Gu Yikun turned his head to look at her, "What's up?"
Sitting next to him in the passenger seat, so close, He Sirui was a little infatuated with the atmosphere; even his voice was so enchanting.
She reminded herself not to reveal any excess emotions, jokingly saying, "I'm just curious, why did President Gu lie to your wife just now? Are you afraid of your wife?"
Gu Yikun didn't elaborate, giving a terse reply: "Hmm, I'm afraid of my wife."
