Li Qiyu pursed her lips, the large sunglasses hiding her gaze as she calmly walked around the corridor corner and left.
Leike came to his senses and said softly, "Young Master, Ao Group started with bathroom products. For such a small company, there's no need for you to make a personal visit. Shall I handle it?"
Bo Yeyuan pressed his phone coldly and averted his gaze indifferently.
...
Li Qiyu's mood could be described as not very good. How could she be comfortable being ridiculed in front of Bo Yeyuan on the spot?
Soon, she mocked herself. What kind of person was Bo Yeyuan, and why should she care about his opinion?
What he thought and why he came to the airport had long ceased to have anything to do with her.
The discontent in her heart, the extreme concern, was it because she hadn't let go, still cared?
Sitting by the window, she stared at the dense clouds, her thoughts also seemingly trapped in a fog that couldn't be dispelled.
