"Xiyan, wait for me, I will leave with you." Gu Mohan glanced at Tang Mo'er and strode away.
He wanted to leave with Jun Xiyan.
He did not wish to converse with her.
He wasn't going to give her another chance.
Tang Mo'er promptly stretched out her pale hand and pulled his large palm that was hanging by his side. She grasped his long index finger tightly in her hand and refused to let him go.
It was this action again.
Her hand was tugging on his index finger, and she resembled a whiny child.
Gu Mohan stopped in his tracks as he was unable to move ahead.
Jun Xiyan turned around, glanced at the both of them and smiled. "Mohan, I'll wait outside for you. You settle this matter."
After speaking, Jun Xiyan really left.
Yan Dong closed the room to the President's office, shielding them away from Li Fei'fei and the other girls' gazes.
…
In the office.
Gu Mohan furrowed his handsome brows. "Let go!"
