Sheng Congzhi was initially startled.
When she looked up and saw a familiar handsome face, her entire body instantly relaxed.
It was Fu Yan.
He wore a white lab coat over a black shirt, the collar slightly open, casual yet unrestrained, and his next words were even more nonchalant, "Don't worry, Mr. Fu's got you covered."
Sheng Congzhi: ???
She was one meter seventy tall, pretty tall among women.
Yet the man was still a good deal taller than her. He was tall with a broad frame, and just by wrapping his arms around her, he almost completely embraced her.
He tilted his head up slightly, looking through the glass window at the top of the door.
And she was looking at him, perfectly angled against his sharp jawline, cleaned up so neatly, no stubble or pores visible, yet still exuding an inexplicable charm of hormones.
Below that, his long, cold white neck, the prominent Adam's apple looking very sexy.
