He Took Off His Jacket

Li Sicheng's tall figure entered the crowd. Like a king, he looked so different from everyone else. However, the moment he entered the room, he caught everyone's attention. His dark eyes were like daggers, piercing the girl who had spoken improperly. However, when people thought Li Sicheng was about to do something, he quickly looked away. His gaze did not last for even two seconds, as if it was just a careless glance. With his deep voice, Li Sicheng called, "Cheng You."

Having spent three years working with Li Sicheng, Cheng You knew her boss quite well. No other words needed, the special assistant had already learned what Li Sicheng wanted. "Yes." Cheng You quickly nodded, turned around, and left the ballroom.