I froze. This voice - low, magnetic, and a little careless and lazy - is clearly Lu Beichen's voice! But he obviously didn't say anything! His mouth didn't even move!
"Why did she drop her pen? Did she not sleep well last night? No, she seems to be in good spirits. Could it be that the clothes I wore today are too handsome?"
Me: "..."
I stared at Lu Beichen, trying to find any flaws in his face. But he just turned his head slightly, as if he was listening carefully to the sales director's report, and his expression didn't even change.
But in my ears, the voice continues—
"The lines of her calves are so beautiful, and the length of the skirt she wore today is just right. Ah, did she notice that I was looking at her? Does she think I'm weird? No, I want to be natural and not be discovered."
I forced myself to lower my head and pretended to continue taking notes. But my fingers were trembling.
