As soon as her voice fell, it seemed as if she suddenly thought of something and asked in surprise, "I remember in Lancheng there is someone who needs to be referred to respectfully as 'Fourth Master', it wouldn't be him, would it?"
Gu Nanqiao's laugh was cool and detached, "If not him, then who else could it be?"
She put down the pen in her hand and rubbed her temples, "Did he say what he wanted with me?"
"No… the receptionist only said he is waiting for you at the coffee shop downstairs and asked you to go there."
"I understand," she closed her laptop, "You can go out first; I will be right over."
Secretary Song turned and left the room.
Gu Nanqiao opened her chair and stood up, then took her coat and wore it, her thoughts tranquil as she stepped deliberately toward the exit.
At the entrance of the coffee shop, someone approached her, "Miss Gu, this way please."
She pressed her lips together without a word and followed the person.