"What's so important that you can't say it at the door? Why must you drag me all the way here to talk?"
In the blink of an eye, Yan Jun had already brought Wen Mian to the stairwell.
The man's eyes flickered, and then he quickly turned to look at Wen Mian.
Those dark pupils were sweeping over Wen Mian, as if trying to see right through her.
"What were you and Pei Zhiyao talking about in the office just now?"
Wen Mian was also very curious about what Yan Jun and Pei Zhiyao had discussed before her arrival.
It made her retrieve those unsightly things.
What's worse, Wen Mian had scattered them in the office, losing face in front of Lai Weiwei and acquiring a new persona in her eyes.
"What does it matter to you what I say? But you, this box, why did you ask me to bring it inside?"
"That's not the point. The point is, how did Lai Weiwei react when you went in just now? What was her attitude towards you? Was it hostile, distant, or did she not care?"
