"Don't your eyes work when you walk?" Ye Shiqing didn't even properly look at Qiao Qiao. Dropping that comment, she walked away with high-class, cold elegance.
Qiao Qiao scratched her head, puzzled as to what had gotten into Ye Shiqing today. By accident, she had encountered him, and yet she was the one to receive his attitude. Had she offended him at some point?
She wished Ye Shiqing would always stay high and lofty like that.
Lately, she was troubled by rumors and had even thought about resigning, leaving the municipal building—a place filled with strife.
But if she left, wouldn't that imply she was feeling guilty, therefore falling into the trap of others' words?
After pondering a bit, she made a phone call to Su Hongxing to ask for her opinion.
Su Hongxing listened quietly and then asked, "Xiaoqiao, do you like Ye Shiqing?"
"How could I?!" Qiao Qiao replied loudly.
"I was just asking casually; you don't need to get so worked up," Su Hongxing said with a light chuckle.