Lixue maintained a neutral expression as she took her seat, her gaze sweeping across the room. The way the executives looked at her wasn't just idle curiosity anymore—it was scrutiny.
They were trying to connect the dots.
Her sudden rise, her poise, her refusal to bow to industry norms… and now, Yu Jia's post had thrown fuel onto the fire.
She had expected speculation about her identity, but something about their expressions made her uneasy. This wasn't just curiosity—it was the look of people who thought they had discovered something significant.
She casually crossed her legs, setting her phone aside. "Shall we begin?"
The executives snapped out of their thoughts, though a few exchanged glances. One of them, an older man in a sharp suit, cleared his throat. "Of course, miss Y.L."
