Mo Jingshen stood there. He had given his suit jacket to Ji Nuan, so he only wore a black shirt. He stood there calmly yet indifferently. Casting her a cold glance, he turned around to talk to his men, not looking at her again.
When he finally placed his eyes on her, he said coldly and distantly: "Tell the man behind you to come out." Apparently, he didn't want to waste time on her.
Even though Ji Mengran was used to his cold and condescending attitude, after being pressed against the wall by his men, she was angry. She glared at him. "What are you talking about? You know I have long hated Ji Nuan. No one is behind me. I designed this all alone. That's how you see me, isn't it?!"
Ji Mengran was agitated and almost growled when she was speaking.
However, the man standing opposite her remained cold and silent, giving no response.
