At the entrance to the office break room.
Jiang Muwan was inside, her gaze sharply fixed on him.
Behind her, the old patriarch watched him like a hawk.
And in the middle, Gu Jiangnian was adeptly handling the Jiang Family's elder and junior.
After a while, seeing Jiang Muwan had no intention of speaking, he stepped forward, entered the room, and closed the door behind him with a backward swing of his hand.
Inside the room, he leaned against the door, standing with his arms crossed over his chest as if leisurely observing Jiang Muwan, still holding the phone that was in the midst of a call in his hand. In the quiet break room, only the sounds from the other side of the phone call could be heard.
After a long moment, Gu Jiangnian took a step forward, standing before Jiang Muwan, his gaze from a higher position tightly locking onto her, with a hint of warning in his cold stare.
Shortly after, their eyes met with mockery in his, as undercurrents roiled silently.
