Lu Jingzhi stopped in his tracks to look at him.
Jiang Zhou: "?"
Why am I getting chills?
…
Song Qinghe dragged Lu Ning to the meeting room.
Looking around, Lu Ning changed the topic. "The place looks good after renovation, your sense of aesthetics has improved."
Ignoring her, Song Qinghe took out his phone to make a call.
"Bring me the documents."
Jiang Zhou followed Lu Jingzhi in and sat on the other side of the long table with one hand in his pocket.
Lu Jingzhi ran over and sat beside Lu Ning.
Lu Ning looked at Song Qinghe. "Why so fast? Aren't we going to catch up on old times first?"
Song Qinghe turned to look at her. "Why're you so cheeky now?"
If he did not know her, he would have thought he had found the wrong person.