Lu Man's heart shook as she locked eyes with Han Zhuoli.
Was Han Zhuoli able to see her or sense her presence?
"Zhuoli…" Lu Man called out softly.
At this moment, someone knocked on the office door.
"Come in," Han Zhuoli said as he lowered his head and continued with his work.
It was almost as though what happened earlier had been a coincidence.
Soon after, Zheng Tianming came in.
Even though Lu Man knew that Zheng Tianming could not see her, she still moved to the side, letting him pass by.
Zheng Tianming stood in front of Han Zhuoli and reported, "President, for tonight's Nan Yin Charity Gala, these are the donations made under your name."
Zheng Tianming placed the file in front of Han Zhuoli.
Lu Man felt weird.
These were all people she knew.
However, during her previous life, all these people treated her like a stranger.
"Alright." Han Zhuoli nodded.
