Xu Zheng sucked in a sharp breath. "Ms. Qiao... it seems... she hasn't arrived yet." As the words left his mouth, he cautiously glanced at Bo Hanshi, gauging his expression. The man's face was cold, his expression dark. "Late on her very first day. Who does she think gave her that privilege?" "Maybe the traffic was bad today," Xu Zheng offered, trying to cover for Qiao Yu. Bo Hanshi's gaze sharpen