Gu Qian's heart skipped a beat; she was busted. Hearing footsteps approaching, her scalp tingled, she wished she could just disappear into thin air.
At this moment, the last person she wanted to see was him.
But the steady footsteps drew closer. Gritting her teeth, she crawled out from under the desk, hanging her head low, not daring to look at the person's expression. She stammered, "Mom asked me to bring you the lip balm. I've delivered it. I'll be leaving now."
Having said that, she moved forward with her head down, only to bump straight into the man's solid chest. Recoiling two steps from the impact, she covered her forehead, glaring at him.
Mo Beichen's gaze was profound as he stared at her, "Qianqian, when did you get here?"
"Just now," Gu Qian said uncomfortably. She shouldn't have hidden; it only made the situation more awkward and gave him a laugh at her expense. "Sister Luoxi has a shoot today, so I'm leaving first."
