"Oliver Hoffman, why are you here?" Helen Blair stared at him.
Oliver, with his arms crossed and a smile on his face, seemed so certain, "Would you believe me if I said it was a coincidence?"
"I don't believe you!" Helen firmly shook her head.
Oliver let out a soft chuckle. Under the sunlight, his laugh dazzled.
"I knew I couldn't deceive you... Yes, I came here because I knew you were here."
"Are you that idle?"
"If the General Manager of Blair Group can be here, why can't I be here?" Oliver smiled, "I've told you before, only those who know how to relax can work!"
"Then why are you sneakily following me?" Helen was gruff. Anyone would be in a bad mood if they were stalked like this.