Jia Hao sat down slowly while Ruo Lan stretched out her hand and used her sweetest voice to greet Wei Ning.
"Hi, President Wei, I am Ruo Lan."
Her fair hands were well-maintained, and there were several rings on her fingers.
Wei Ning laughed. "I know you. You're the plagiarist."
Ruo Lan's expression immediately changed and her heart sank. She slowly pulled her hand back. "President Wei, what do you mean by this? Why don't I understand?"
Her heart raced as she looked at Jia Hao in a panic.
F*ck!
Jia Hao cursed on the inside. Just by looking at him, it was clear that his relationship with Ruo Lan wasn't normal.
What an idiot!
"It's fine, let me remind you."
Wei Ning smiled, leaned back in his chair, and clapped his hands.
A figure stepped in from next door. Her temperament was soft and docile, and she had a babyface.
When she looked into Ruo Lan's eyes, there was a trace of anger.
