The people waiting at the elevator entrance all turned around to look, and Su Nian was no exception. She saw Song Yang, wearing a pale blue shirt with the hem tucked into his trousers, youthful and vibrant as he ran towards her.
Su Nian subconsciously glanced at Shen Hanxiu standing beside her, only to see him with a stern face, showing no emotion, his gaze fixed on Song Yang.
Song Yang, oblivious to the subdued atmosphere at the elevator entrance, cheerfully asked, "Nian, you're here so early today?"
Shen Hanxiu stood behind Su Nian, tilting his head slightly and giving Song Yang a sharp look.
Before Su Nian had a chance to speak, an embarrassed Song Yang noticed Shen Hanxiu and hurriedly greeted him: "Hello, President Shen!"
Shen Hanxiu nodded slightly, eyeing the ID hanging around the man's neck: Song Yang.
Is this the man who sent the flowers? Barely over one meter eighty by the looks of it, a delicate and tender pretty boy, and he wants to chase Su Nian?