The secretary brought Gu Xiaoqing a cup of latte coffee, along with Feng Qingyang's mocha coffee, and then withdrew.
Gu Xiaoqing slowly sipped a mouthful, put down the cup, and looked at Feng Qingyang opposite her.
"You have absolutely no curiosity. From the moment you came in until now, you haven't said a single word or asked me a single question. You're truly a strange woman," Feng Qingyang slowly expressed his opinion.
This Gu Xiaoqing is indeed an extraordinary woman.
Gu Xiaoqing chuckled lightly, "You wouldn't have called me here to sit silently opposite me, would you? Why should I be in a hurry? You'll end up saying it anyway."
Isn't this obvious?
"Your sharp-tongued style doesn't quite match Fang Shaohan's wooden persona. Why don't you try guessing why I called you here?"
Feng Qingyang asked.
Gu Xiaoqing's composure was just the same as when Feng Qingyang first met her at "Dingxun." No wonder Fang Shaohan set his sights on her the moment he met her.
