Just then, there was a knock on the door of the private room.
Jiang He stuck his head in from outside and said, "Master Si, we've received a message from the M country. The CEO of the other party wants to schedule a video conference with you."
He had barely finished speaking when he noticed that something was amiss in the room. His gaze shifted downward from Lu Si's tense face to the hands of the two people holding each other, and his heart skipped a beat. "Uh, Master Si, you might be busy right now. I can reschedule with the other party."
"No need," Lu Si released Mei Shu's hand and sighed softly. "We need to carefully consider this matter. Without concrete evidence, we can't pin her down. Don't act recklessly for now."
"I understand." Mei Shu had been immersed in her vengeful thoughts and hadn't noticed when Lu Si had taken her hand.
