Ji Nuan had already stepped toward the conference room door. Her expression was startled as she faltered by the door.
That day, the issue she should not have been concerned about, the suspicion and mistrust that should not have existed, when she really wanted to ask if she had left any marks on his life…
Right now, was this considered a form of response?
Was she important?
At the same time, Ji Nuan felt a familiar gaze land on her back. She stood in her position, aware that this was the principal's meeting room and that there were many important figures present. She composed herself and took quick steps out of the room.
Feng Ling stood outside, waiting for her. When she saw Ji Nuan appear, she immediately approached, using her gaze to ask if the person inside was Mr. Mo. Ji Nuan nodded and headed downstairs.
