Gu Baifan was dumbfounded. Was the man sitting opposite him still the wise, decisive Young Master of the Mu family?
Did he intend to toss the confidential information of these construction projects worth tens of billions of dollars to a young girl to play with?
"Young Master, this is the behavior of a self-indulgent ruler. Are you sure you are not joking?" (Once again, this criticism of Mu Feichi could only be heard in Gu Baifan's head.)
Seeing that Gu Baifan was stunned, Mu Feichi raised his head to look at him. His handsome face was sharp and chiseled, but he had a rare gentle look. Gu Baifan, who had never seen a different expression on his face during all the years he'd worked for him, saw a gentleness he had never seen before.
Yes, it was a look of gentleness!
It was a kind of gentleness that belonged only to the overbearing, unreasonable Mu Feichi.