Rong Yan was not at all surprised.
If he had agreed, he wouldn't have had the guards nearly abduct her to bring her here. Her delicate face showed not the slightest change in expression as she looked toward the elder with a firm gaze, her beautiful eyes steady, "I know."
What kind of answer was that?
Lin Tingfeng's face was cold and impatient. He held a high position, and every second was extremely valuable, at least not to be wasted on a girl like Rong Yan.
"Since you know, I hope you will leave Shengxiao."
Rong Yan shook her head, clearly refusing, "Sorry, I won't leave until Li Shengxiao tells me to break up."
Her answer thoroughly enraged the robust elder.
The elder slammed his teacup down, his eyes on her as sharp as knives, "Miss Rong thinks Shengxiao won't break up with you?"
Rong Yan met his gaze, calmly stating, "I believe he won't say it."
