On the way, Rong Qi received a call from Ye Nanshen. He told her he wouldn't be returning and asked her not to bring him food.
Rong Qi slightly frowned and asked, "Why?"
The deep voice on the other end spoke, "It's nothing. Just wait for me at home."
Rong Qi looked out at the buildings rushing by the window and said with a slight smile, "That won't do, I'm already on the way. I'll buy something and come over. See you later."
After saying that, Rong Qi hung up.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere in Jingsheng Corporation was unusually oppressive, no one dared to speak, and even breathing seemed like a luxury.
Zhuang Ling and Gu Ziye, among others, were chased downstairs and stood in the lobby with faces full of worry. Every time Old Master Ye came here, he would have a big fight with Ye Nanshen, and then leave with bad blood. Every time Old Master Ye came, he was here to apply pressure.
