As Pei Jingchuan steps into the company's lobby, it seems like he controls the entire building.
The reflections of the bustling city on the large glass windows forms a stark contrast with the luxurious interiors.
The air is saturated with the scent of power and money; this is his kingdom.
Every step the man takes exudes stability and strength, as if all difficulties would cower before him.
The sharply dressed staff around him bow their heads in respect as he walks by, he acknowledges them with a slight nod, his expression as cold as ever.
"Jingchuan!" A teasing voice suddenly rings out, filled with familiarity and playfulness.
Dressed in a casual white t-shirt and jeans, Gu Qiyang stands out in stark contrast to the formal surroundings.
His hair is messy, his face wears his usual casual smile, but the sharpness in his eyes reveals that he is not an easy opponent.