Lu Lingche glanced at Qiao Yin, "I'm here to make those twenty million dollars payment on her behalf."
So, he was the God of Wealth!
Lu Yanxi immediately bowed with the utmost respect, bowing almost to a ninety-degree angle, "Please come in, Second Brother. This is my office!"
Lu Lingche followed her for a couple of steps, then turned his head to see Qiao Yin still standing in place, not following them.
He couldn't help but frown. "Qiao Yin, join us."
Qiao Yin didn't look at him, nor did she respond. She turned and walked towards her workspace as if she had heard nothing.
Just as she was about to sit down, Lu Lingche grabbed her wrist and yanked her up. He lowered his voice and asked coldly, "Are you deaf? Can't you hear me?"
Qiao Yin instinctively tried to shake off his hand, but he had a firm grip and she couldn't break free.
"Let me go."
