Su Li took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, and finally, as if making a great decision, pushed open the door of the lounge.
Wei Chengfeng was leisurely drinking coffee, and when he knew she entered, he did not even lift his eyelids.
"I'm sorry about earlier, I was too agitated, I apologize."
Su Li felt like a fish hooked on a line, unable to escape from the palm of his hand no matter how much she thrashed.
After waiting a while and receiving no response from Wei Chengfeng, who continued to elegantly sip his coffee and showed no intention of acknowledging her, a surge of anger welled up in Su Li's heart. However, after some thought, she forcefully suppressed it. If she had endured a major issue just earlier, what was this minor one in comparison?
