The man was dumbfounded; he only recognized Miss Bei Lin's appearance. If you asked him to present evidence or a token, either one was beyond his capabilities.
He scratched his head in a panic, trying to find an excuse to deflect, when a silhouette in pale purple suddenly appeared in front of him.
"I heard you were looking for me?"
Bei Lin's delicate face beamed a gentle smile, refreshing anyone who saw it.
Even Sun Miao, who had seen Bei Lin's face many times before, almost found himself captivated by her smile, unable to extricate himself.
"Sister-in-law, why did you come out personally? What about the boss? If the boss knows you've come out personally and met these irrelevant people, he'll definitely cause trouble for me!"
