Nan Yu took the sunglasses and put them on, following behind Li Chongbai as they entered the familiar conference room.
As soon as she entered, she saw Nan Bofu seated at the head of the table, radiating a powerful presence.
Nan Qingqing was sitting next to Nan Bofu, whispering to him non-stop, seeking his affection.
The usually inaccessible Nan Bofu showed a hint of indulgence towards Nan Qingqing, responding to her from time to time with a look of deep father-daughter affection.
A sourness welled up in Nan Yu's eyes hidden behind the sunglasses, and her mouth tasted bitter.
Nan Zhuoyuan, who was seated in a lower position, stood up immediately upon seeing her enter.
His gentle voice sounded.
"Doctor Li."
Nan Yu nodded slightly, "Eldest Young Master."
Nan Bofu stopped talking to Nan Qingqing and, with pursed lips, turned his scrutinizing gaze upon Nan Yu.
Seeing her youth, it was hard to associate her with the highly skilled Ghost Doctor Nan Zhuoyuan had mentioned.
