He covered his face, looking at Ye Che with a trembling fear.
"Mr. Ye, if there's anything you're dissatisfied with, please tell me, I'll change, I'll definitely change..."
The plump man was concerned about the project in Ye Che's hands, and even after being hit, he still maintained a submissive posture.
Everyone standing in the corner held their breath, ears perked up to hear what it was that made Ye Che suddenly sarcastic.
Ye Che, from his superior position, glanced sideways at the plump man, then his cold gaze swept over each person present, finally returning to the plump man.
He raised his hand to straighten his collar, slowly bending down, his handsome and cold face nearing the plump man's until it nearly touched. Then, he suddenly froze.
His thin lips parted slightly, his voice clear and certain, "Remember, I only have one woman, my wife, and her name is Xia Weiyi."
Then, after a glance at the plump man, he picked up the car keys from the table and turned to leave.
