The little girl was truly a picture of frustration, this man didn't know what was good for him.
Li Beiting, holding his arm, strode toward his car.
His Maserati was parked not far away; he opened the car door, started the vehicle, and left the institute.
The girls at the institute watched with wide eyes from start to finish – who was this man?
Could it be that this man was their director's boyfriend?
His arm was injured; it seemed things had been intense in the car just now.
The girls were the biggest gossips, conjuring up a bunch of scenarios in their heads.
"Hey hey, what do you think, could that man be our director's boyfriend?"
"I don't know, I've never seen him before, looks like our director has been keeping him under wraps."
"That man is quite handsome, and tall, he matches our director pretty well."
"Not just handsome, oh! A Maserati! He must be rich, right?!"
"Just look at him, a bona fide tall, rich, and handsome guy!"