Lu Zihao straightened to his full height and walked using his long legs to reach Long Jinjing's side in just a few steps.
"Let's go, CFO Long. Don't keep my sister waiting."
Long Jinjing pursed her lips, annoyed that the man kept on calling her sister as his sister. But no matter how annoyed she felt, she decided not to say anything. She could sense that the man was vastly different from the straightforward Iris and Sir Lu Jianhong. Lu Zihao was a man whose real depth couldn't be measured based on his outward devil-may-care persona. She would only lose badly if she decided to pit herself against someone as enigmatic as him.
So she ignored him—or tried to. All of her senses were focused on his presence. She started walking ahead of him, but in just a moment, their positions were reversed. His legs were longer than hers. Now he was walking in front of her while she struggled to keep up with him.
