Tang Zui’s body froze. It made sense. Gu Mian would definitely dislike him even more if he rushed over in such a hurry.
If it was dinner, not only would he be able to stay with her for a while and look at her a few more times, she might not be so disgusted.
Tang Xing sat down patiently at the thought of this, and the three of them started to discuss business.
In another office.
Long Aotian and long xixing were sitting opposite each other. Long Aotian’s expression was very ugly. Long Xixing was holding the exquisite Teacup and sipping her tea, looking rather unrestrained.
“Long xixing, do you not understand the situation now? Xia chuxi is dead, and only the two of us are left. There’s no way for us to fight long Sijue anymore.”Long Aotian snatched the Teacup from his hand in a fit of anger.
The tea spilled out and burned long Xi Xing’s hand. He frowned slightly and wiped it with a tissue.
“Why are you in such a hurry?”
