"I think you didn't come all this way to waste time."
This rhetorical question made the person across suck in a cool breath, leaning against the chair back looking at Jiang Muwan.
They just felt that this woman was really not polite.
But the thing is, he didn't have any evidence.
Neither could he do anything to her.
"Is President Song always this domineering with everyone?"
"It depends on the person."
"What about with Ke Lang?"
What met his question was silence once again.
The meeting was not pleasant.
Jiang Muwan's guard was exceptionally high; that would have been fine, but this woman was also extremely clever.
Any trap laid for her became transparent once it reached her, and you couldn't imagine the look on her face when, at the critical moment after you had painstakingly laid your plans, she simply smiled at you, saying nothing.
She was toying with you like a monkey and mocking your intelligence.
