Jiang Li, who heard her words, dryly laughed as he tightly clutched onto the glass in his hand. His gaze was slightly reddish and a little...hazy. For a moment, he had hoped for something else but…
He banged his foot on the floor with a loud noise and got up to leave.
Wei put his hand on his shoulder. "Stay."
"No, thanks," he snickered. "I am done. I saw what I wanted to see and heard what I wanted to hear. There is nothing more left. I am canceling the conference right now."
"Stay, Li."
He shook off his arm and coldly said, "No I-"
With an utmost dangerous expression, Wei quietly stared at Jiang Li. "Stay."
There was finality in his voice that said not to challenge him anymore. If Wei used that tone, it wasn't wise to go against him. Jiang Li gritted his teeth and quietly sat back.
In her room, Old Madam was also happy to hear Jiang Lanying's statement.
Back at the press conference venue, Lai Chang was in deep shock.
