Yan Xixi suddenly turned back.
He froze. He'd never seen such a fierce look in a woman's eyes before, and he sheepishly withdrew his hand.
Yan Xixi turned and left. He caught up. "Miss, here is my business card..."
Not daring to be too presumptuous, he eagerly thrust his business card forward. "Miss, don't you remember me? We've met before, during that time with Third Young Master... I know you can't speak..."
Yan Xixi withdrew her hand, and his business card fell to the ground.
She said coolly, "You've got the wrong person."
He froze again. This beautiful lady actually spoke!
