A long silence.
Wei Shaoyin's face remained cold as he slowly sipped the Madheling coffee in his hand. When he had slammed his hand on the table in anger earlier, half the cup of coffee had splattered out onto the plate and table, yet he did not realize this even though he would usually obsess over it.
Xia Ling did not speak as well, her heart sinking slowly.
Tan Ying's words, though cruel, were all in the interests of the company and she had no way of refuting them. Wei Shaoyin was also in the top management of the company and was a diligent employee. She did not think that their relationship was close to the point that he would be willing to damage the company's interest to help her. What's more, Tan Ying had said that Wei Shaoyin did not have authority over matters in the training camp.
As all these thoughts ran through her mind, she heard Wei Shaoyin speak.
