Ren Chuqing stared blankly at Wen Muqing, wondering when he had arrived. How much of her conversation with Jiang Huai had he heard?
"Wen... Young Master Wen..." Jiang Huai said, his face pale.
Wen Muqing looked at Jiang Huai. "Were you just threatening my person?"
"Of course, of course not!" Jiang Huai hurriedly said, "I… I was only discussing some matters with Chu Qing... ah, no, I mean with Miss Ren."
"Discussing matters?" Wen Muqing smiled slightly, "If she doesn't agree to transfer the patent rights to your company, were you planning to reveal Han Chuyuan's background to Han Chuyuan himself?"
At these words, the complexion of both Jiang Huai and Ren Chuqing changed dramatically.
Ren Chuqing felt her heart skip a beat; he had indeed heard her conversation with Jiang Huai.
"I... how could I possibly do such a thing." Jiang Huai managed to force a smile.
But this smile was uglier than crying.
