Ye Li had known Ji Yanchen for over twenty years and was intimately familiar with his micro-expressions. Just a glance was enough for her to realize that despite his calm demeanor, Ji Yanchen was indeed angry.
Right on cue, Lin Ke finished cleaning up her trash, "Ali, I've got something else to do, so I'll head out first."
As Lin Ke walked past Ji Yanchen, she sheepishly said, "Goodbye, President Ji."
All she got in response was Ji Yanchen's indifferent "Hmm."
Not daring to linger, Lin Ke removed her disposable slippers and left. Before she did, she couldn't help but give Ye Li a sympathetic glance.
Ye Li glanced at Ji Yanchen, then turned to fix her gaze on her painting, complaining irritably, "Why did you suddenly call for me? The painting is ruined."
"Feeling guilty?" Ji Yanchen asked her.
His tall figure stood by her side, blocking most of the sunlight.
