Jiang She did not respond, his gaze falling on Wen Zhiyao.
Wen Zhiyao forced herself to stay calm and took the initiative to greet, "Hello, CEO Jiang, we meet again."
Neither servile nor haughty, a slight sense of estrangement tinged her tone. She was deliberately distancing herself from Jiang She.
Jiang She did not like this feeling.
Zhiyao's deliberate distancing made him extremely irritated.
"Secretary Wen is certainly on the rise now. My brother, who has such high standards, unexpectedly brought you back to the Old Mansion. He really gave you a lot of face," Jiang She's voice held a touch of sourness.
Zhiyao knew this was orchestrated by the old man Jiang. The aim was to create unpleasantness between her and Jiang She in the Old Mansion.
It would be best if they could have a falling out—that was what the old man Jiang hoped for.
How could Wen Zhiyao not give the old man face? After all, it's his territory. In his world, everyone has to follow his script.
