Li Dong knew that Leng Youchen was already furious. He quickly walked to Wei Anning's side and whispered, "Third Young Lady, please come out with me."
Wei Anning gazed worriedly at Leng Youchen, whose chiseled and handsome face seemed encased in a layer of ice, chilling to the bone. She only knew that Leng Youchen had a good relationship with his parents, but she hadn't realized their relationship had become this strained.
In this world, which mother could label her own son as a murderer?
Yet she knew that a man as proud and arrogant as Leng Youchen would really be hurt in his self-esteem if she stayed and witnessed him arguing with Jiang Yuan. She pursed her lips and followed Li Dong out.
Li Dong closed the door behind him as he left. He looked at the firmly shut office door, his mind filled with unease.
