This sentence was a bit too sharp-tongued!
Not only Han Yilan, but even Chu Nanxi had to forcefully restrain herself to keep from bursting into laughter.
Bai Jingyi's face instantly lost all color.
Bai Yanming was so angry that his face turned scarlet, and he couldn't help but take a step forward.
Li Hannian turned around, his gaze resting squarely on Bai Yanming for the first time since he had entered the elevator.
What kind of look was that?
It was cold without a trace of warmth, like an unsheathed blade, sharp and cutting, filled with aggression.
Their eyes met.
Bai Yanming's heart trembled violently, the challenge on his lips stuck in his throat.
"Dad!"
Bai Jingyi stretched out her hand and grasped her father's arm.
The elevator reached the top floor, and the doors parted.
Chu Wenhui stepped forward, creating a barrier between the two men.
"Mr. Li, please!"
Withdrawing his gaze, Li Hannian helped Chu Nanxi out of the elevator.
