With a very small smile on his lips, Yue Min nodded his head and reached for the inner pocket of his coat to pull out a white manilla envelope. With few heavy steps, he was standing an arm's distance away from where Song Jia was seated.
He extended the envelope in her direction and respectfully placed it on the desk in front of her. Song Jia realized the small change in his behavior and the corner of her lips curved up, so slight that no one could spot it. She was amused to see the haughtiness was all gone.
Wei Xin picked up the envelope and opened it for Song Jia to reveal a letter from inside it. When her eyes fell on the content of it, she was utterly shocked. If she were not in the meeting room, in front of so many people, she would have surely rubbed her eyes and blinked them multiple times to confirm that she what she saw was not a part of her imagination.
