He Wenyu quickly adjusted her tie and stood up to welcome him.
"President, you're here."
He didn't need to guess to know that the president had come to his small office for comrade little su.
Bo Yunli was wearing a white shirt that was clean and had a good texture. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up to his forearm.
Gentlemanly and elegant.
His gaze fell on Gu hejun and paused for a second.
As expected, not giving him su ye's contact information during the parent-teacher conference was in vain.
Bo Yunli raised his eyebrows. The editor that su ye had taken a fancy to before the new year was actually him.
Sighing to himself, he looked at su ye Jue again.
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He was pleasantly surprised.
This time, she was dressed differently from the men's clothing she had seen at the club.
That time, he was dressed formally. This time, he was more casual.
He looked like a bad boy, the kind that needed to be taught a lesson.
