Zhao Anqi shook her head with a helpless expression, "So, you two are quite similar, you don’t even notice people walking towards you! So, let’s just pretend we never ran into him, after all, he entered the elevator without even glancing sideways..."

Zhao Anqi recalled when she first accidentally ran into Ning Zesheng, she was even about to tell the airhead next to her to say hello, but who knew Ning Zesheng walked by without even a side glance, just like the airhead beside her!

Later, when they met again, she deliberately observed, and these two people weren’t really ignoring others; it was... maybe they have their own world, their own vision!

Qiao Anlu didn’t care about the implication of her words, she directly sat up and asked, "So you saw him? Did you think his shirt looked familiar today?"

"Oh~" Zhao Anqi showed a hint of surprise, "You actually notice other people’s clothes?"

"Maybe his taste is not bad, he just happened to be wearing the same thing as someone I know?" Qiao Anlu’s skill in speaking indirectly was not very adept.

Zhao Anqi wished she could just ignore her, "Calling you an airhead isn’t an exaggeration, Mr. Ning’s clothes are all custom-made by Italian designers, how could he possibly wear the same thing as others?"

"One of a kind?" Then where had she seen it?!

Qiao Anlu was pondering, when her phone suddenly buzzed, startling her completely. She took a look at it and immediately jumped up energetically to put on her shoes, "She actually dares to find me!"

Zhao Anqi, too lazy to deal with her, shook her head. After she left, she leisurely lay back on the bed and sent a text message to Lin Ji Yang, "Great, let’s meet and not miss each other!"

...

Qiao Anlu clutched her phone and headed fiercely to the conference room upstairs; Ada actually dared to find her, interrupting her rest time!

Wait a minute, why should she be so obedient, coming whenever she’s called, interrupting her own rest time?

Qiao Anlu walked into the elevator, then backed out, then walked in again, hesitated for a moment, and wanted to back out again!

Just as she turned around, her forehead bumped hard into someone’s chin. The freshly shaven chin rubbed against her smooth forehead, creating a tingling sensation, both painful and... feeling strange!

Qiao Anlu clutched her forehead and cursed, "Shit!"

Looking up, she saw it was Ning Zesheng, and instinctively took a few steps back, pressing against the elevator wall instantly.

Zhao Anqi said she couldn’t see people she didn’t want to see, so what is this in front of her now?

She pressed herself tightly against the elevator, her eyes wide open, filled with panic.

Ning Zesheng noticed her terrified look, glanced at her slightly, and then entered to close the elevator door.

In the narrow space, there were only the two of them, and it was so quiet that they could almost hear each other’s breathing.

Should I say hello? It’s so awkward?

Qiao Anlu scratched her forehead, convincing herself he couldn’t see her, he definitely couldn’t see her!

Unexpectedly, Ning Zesheng suddenly turned around and leaned down to look in front of her, their distance was indeed close, and her whole body was enveloped by him, creating an intimate atmosphere.

"Diameter, length, thickness... indeed acceptable!" He seriously looked in front of himself, not sure what he was talking about.

Qiao Anlu instinctively crossed her arms in front of her chest, wanting to step back, but she was already up against the wall.

As she was about to sidestep to avoid, Ning Zesheng suddenly stood up straight and pushed away to create some distance. He still remained as cold and aloof as ever.

Before Qiao Anlu could react, he turned his head to look at her again, a slight smile or coolness on his face, "The length of the hair, it matches too!"