Jian Yunxi had expected that Ye Ling would come to question her in a fit of rage, and she was giggling happily over there.
"Director Ye, do you dare?"
With a fire burning inside her, Ye Ling stood with one hand on her hip, looking out of the floor-to-ceiling window at the bustling traffic below, and said coldly, "You can try."
After speaking, she didn't waste any more words and hung up the phone abruptly.
Since she and Sheng Junlie went to the airport to pick up Jian Yunxi, her career had been in a state of crisis that could erupt at any time, all of which came from Jian Yunxi. Her efforts had turned to ashes in an instant due to Jian Yunxi's playful disappearance and her own wilful piercing of her palm.
Ye Ling didn't want to be played around by Jian Yunxi anymore. She had to come up with a way to keep her from bouncing around.
Xiao Xu knocked on the door and came in. "Director Ye, the online public opinion has been controlled."
