Zhou Bei touched his nose and, seeing the fury on Li Yeqi's face, he quickly excused himself and sat down on the office chair, still finding it somewhat unbelievable. Gu Mingzhu seemed quite normal; could she be a lesbian?
Inside the CEO's office, Li Yeqi, agitated and frustrated, lit a cigarette. As he looked at the cell phone on his desk, he remembered the expression on Yan Luoxi's face when she got out of the car. He pursed his lips and picked up the phone to make a call.
The call connected, but no one answered for a long time. He looked up at the vintage clock on the wall. At this hour, she should have already started applying makeup for the advertisement shoot.
He put down the phone, finished his cigarette, and continued to work on the documents on his desk.