"You can pick any room on the second floor," Lu Peijin stood up and casually pointed her in the direction, but after he finished speaking, watching Su Zhiruan's figure, he suddenly felt something was off and called out to her, "Never mind, wait a moment."
Su Zhiruan stopped in her tracks, unsure what he was about to do, and asked, "Mr. Lu?"
Lu Peijin, with his long legs, took three steps in two and climbed the stairs, standing three steps below her yet able to look her in the eye. He added slowly, "It seems there's no need to pick, my master bedroom is just on your right."
Su Zhiruan: "…Mr. Lu, you wouldn't want me overhearing you dealing with documents or anything private."
Her words were light, but Lu Peijin slightly curved his lips, although it was just for a moment, Su Zhiruan still caught it—this man was exceptionally handsome, and his smile was even more stunning.