Folding the umbrella and leaning it against the door, Yu Xing smoothed down her black T-shirt and khaki work pants. Taking a deep breath, she pushed open the rusty, heavy iron gate.,How could it be so cold It's like a lifeless thing without any temperature.,The short-haired girl widened her eyes, thinking to herself that this caring boss script shouldn't be played by a man at all. Was he trying to steal her role。