"Since you don't dare, why don't you hurry up and execute it?"
Fujiwara's cold voice rang out, giving Matsuda a a fright.
"Yes!" Matsuda responded and also retreated, not daring to say another word.
Fujiwara coldly sent Matsuda's back into the distance. Then, with a cold expression, he retracted his gaze and walked upstairs. After a short while, he changed into a clean set of clothes and went downstairs.
In the living room, the servant had already made him tea while Matsuda had already packed his briefcase and was waiting by the side.
Fujiwara strode over and sat down on the sofa. He picked up the tea with one hand and took a simple sip. Then, he picked up the newspaper and started reading.
The scandal between him and Dongfang Liuyun was naturally still being reported in the newspaper.
However, it seemed that none of the parties involved had made any moves.
