"What's the problem?" Gong Jue raised his eyebrows.
"What if… What if someone recognizes you…" Gu Qiqi pursed her lips.
She didn't want to be surrounded.
Gong Jue snorted coldly. "Do you think that everyone has a chance to know who I am?"
Gu Qiqi was speechless.
Alright, that made sense.
Ordinary people only knew that the abstract Gong clan corporation—the leader of Gong Sheng—was the high-tech guardian of the people.
Who would have the ability to link him to this man in front of her who exuded a domineering aura despite wearing a white shirt?
"Brother-in-law, my older sister likes to eat plum powder and mangoes…"
Xiaobei didn't miss the opportunity to remind Gong Jue.
Gong Jue stopped in his tracks and curved his lips. "Indeed, you have strong tastes."
Gu Qiqi was speechless.
