He pushed open the car door and stepped out with his long legs. He was wearing a light gray knitted shirt and a pair of beige pants. From the look of his upper body, it was obvious that the clothes were tailored to his body size, which made his temperament and style even more charming.
“BOSS?”
"Stand down." Her gentle voice was very compatible with him.
Si Rong watched as the man extended his hand toward him. His hand had well-defined joints, his nails were neatly trimmed, and he wore an iron-gray watch on his wrist. Everything about him revealed the man's elegance and exquisiteness.
"Hello," he said. "I'm Xia qitong," the man said with a smile.
Si Rong looked at him for half a second before taking off his mask. His perfect features looked even more exquisite and intimidating in the dark parking lot.
"Hello," he said. Si Rong shook his hand and said, "I'm si Rong.