Qiao Rui's first impression of Si Ran was professionalism, understated in character yet persistent in her own views.
She smiled slightly, "Miss Si, then I'll have to trouble you."
"No trouble at all, madame; it's my duty. You can call me Si Ran," Si Ran also met the legendary sixth Miss of the Qiao Family for the first time today.
It was said that she was the one the president had picked at first sight to be his wife, and she was so plain that it was frustrating.
Seeing her today, it felt like the rumors were somewhat exaggerated.
Qiao Rui was just dressed casually, a bit plain, and the most eyesore was her glasses, completely obscuring her features, but if she took off these glasses, she seemed not to be without potential.
Si Ran's gaze measured Qiao Rui, only for a few seconds.
A second longer would be disrespectful, a second less, and you might not see clearly.
Just the right length.
Deservedly, Pei Liyan's right-hand woman.