Bo Xuan had not even started to speak when Chi Tingting began taunting with considerable arrogance:
"Chi Xiaoyu, what are you doing here? If you disagree with something, is it your place to speak? Get out at once!"
Chi Xiaoyu didn't get angry but simply smiled faintly,
"How laughable, everyone in Longcheng knows that Yunshang Clothing Company was founded by my dad. Tell me, do I have a say here or not?"
"Xiao Yu, what's wrong with you? If you have a different opinion, we can talk about it later. Today's meeting is really important for us, can you please not cause trouble with your words?"
Bo Xuan stepped forward, putting on a gentle smile, lowered his voice in an attempt to soothe Chi Xiaoyu, and his other hand instinctively reached out to encircle her waist.
But Chi Xiaoyu paid him no mind and skillfully avoided his outstretched arm.
The dodging motion was like escaping some venomous snake or fierce beast, and the glimpse in her eye was full of mockery and hostility.
