She closed the book and capped the pen with one hand.
"There's someone who got the data wrong," Jiang Fulai complained with a cold expression, as if venting to her.
Otherwise, he could have come back earlier.
Bai Lian put the book back into her bag, looked up, and pondered, "Then will you forgive them?"
"Oh." Jiang Fulai agreed reluctantly.
When Jiang Fulai came back, the aunt served another meal. Jiang He, Ming Dongheng, Director Chen, and a few others had already finished eating, leaving Jiang Fulai to dine alone.
Director Chen glanced at Jiang Fulai and had a sudden inspiration, "Miss Bai, are you hungry?"
"Not really, I had two pieces of cake earlier," Bai Lian got up, "but I have to go now, my grandfather is waiting for me for dinner."
Pu Xiaohan also stood up nervously, thanking Jiang Fulai.
Ming Dongheng was about to grab his car keys and stand up when Director Chen quickly pressed him down, thinking expressionlessly in his heart—
Mr. Ming has lost his mind.
