Taken aback by Li Wei's smart countermeasure, Feng Tian released a soft exhalation and clicked her tongue,
"Get it out of my face, will you?" She lowly muttered and tilted her head to the side, watching as he quickly brought down the file and began to mutter small apologies, "Uh, sorry, sorry."
Slowly, Feng Tian straightened up, her unmoving gaze indicating that she wasn't quite done with him yet as she gently took a few steps back from their proximity and then stretched her hand forward, her lips curling up in a cynical smile on noticing the small sigh of relief that escaped the corner of his lips as he gently placed the paper on her outstretched hand.
Sighing, Feng Tian turned to the other side and flip the file open, a small breath escaping her lips as her eyes continue to travel through the content on the file.
