Chapter 210 Package (1/2)
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Arriving at De L'amour, Yue Ling parked her car and makes her way inside. Entering the doors, she is greeted by her receptionist.
”Good afternoon, CEO Han.”
Sophia stood from behind the desk and bow in greeting with a happy smile. She can never get enough of her beautiful boss. Not only does she have an amazing boss, her boss is also Asia's well known supermodel.
”Good afternoon, Sophia.”
Yue Ling nod her head to the young woman. Turning away, she heads in the direction of the elevator.
Watching her boss about to get into the elevator, Sophia sits back down, but she suddenly remembers something. Quickly, she stood from her seat and stretch her head out.
”Ah, CEO Han! A package was delivered to you, I had the delivery man place it in your office.”
Yue Ling furrow her brows and pout, ”Who is it from?”
Hearing the question, Sophia tilt her head. She didn't ask who the sender was. Remembering something, her eyes lit up.
”It's from W.J.”
”Mm. Thank you.”
Yue Ling nod her head and enter the elevator. Pressing button for the highest floor, the elevator doors close.
W.J.
Her mind wonder into thoughts about the sender. Before she knew it, the elevator had stopped.
*ding*
The doors slide open and she exits the elevator. Glancing indifferently ahead, her eyes land on the women sitting behind her desk.
Ming Yue's fingers danced over the keyboard. From the corner of her eyes, she sees a figure walking towards her. Lifting her head, she froze before forcing a smile.
”CEO Han, why are you here?”
”It's my company. Myself being here has nothing to do with you.”
Yue Ling answers with her usual tone, however there was a hint of coldness. Moving her eyes from her secretary she continues on her way to her office.
From behind, Ming Yue's lip curl downward as her eyes glare daggers to the tall and beautiful woman. She had to admit, Yue Ling is a woman of great looks and a perfect body, but that's all to the woman.
Scoffing inside, she mumble to herself, ”Just you wait. Once this fashion show is over, De L'amour is history.”
Turning her head to her computer, she continues on with her work. Although, if someone was to see her, she would look like she's working. Except, she is actually typing an email to An Qing.
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Yue Ling closed the door to her office. The moment she took a step towards her desk, she sees a large thin package placed on one of the white couches.
Walking up to the package, she stops in front of it. Her hand touch the package as her fingers caress it. Reading the label, she smiles faintly.