"I'm not available!" Rong Yan glanced at him indifferently, bluntly refusing, and moved to walk past him.
Unexpectedly, the person behind her called out, softly but threateningly, "Miss, please don't make it difficult for Mr. Rong, okay? Mr. Rong is very busy with work. If you don't want to go back, Mr. Rong will have to come to your company to look for you. This not only affects you but also wastes Mr. Rong's time."
Rong Yan suddenly turned around, her eyes narrowing as she stared at him.
The young man in a suit and leather shoes bowed his head, seemingly respectful, but in fact, was pressing aggressively, "Miss, please be understanding, get in the car!"
Rong Yan looked at the open car door, her beautiful face seemed to be enveloped in a layer of frost, she turned back and got into the car.
