Shu Yimo took the gift box, and she understood Ye Shang's intention—
She was someone who valued decorum after all, probably not wanting to give Wang Ruyi and others any unsavory leverage against her. But as for Shu Yimo herself, she had long stopped caring, and moreover, she might not even attend Luo Haiming and Bai Xi'er's wedding.
She wasn't a busybody, having been in the business for so many years, she had developed the ability to be flexible. She was not naïve enough to attend their wedding just because of appearances and supposed dignity.
Whether it was Luo Haiming and Bai Xi'er now or Fan Lingjue and Bai Xi'er before, the outcome was the same for her.
"On that day, you'll deliver the gift for me; I won't go."
Shu Yimo tempered her tone before speaking with a slight frown, and then couldn't help but cough a few times.
Zhu Yuanying could only accept it, "Alright, Shu President! Won't you personally go?"
