Unexpectedly, Mo Nanjue didn't say anything more. He just waved his hand and spoke indifferently, "No need to say more. I'll contact Italy about the urgent meeting. You can go back."
With those words, he turned and headed inside the room.
Li Qin halted in his steps, "Young Master..."
Mo Nanjue suddenly turned around, his voice already tinged with thin anger, "What, is even my order for you to leave too difficult for you?"
"...Yes, Young Master." Li Qin's resolute face was filled with unwillingness and indignation. He glanced at Tong Ran, his fists suddenly clenched, and then he reached out to close the door, "Your subordinate will leave first."
Click.
The door was closed.
Before closing the door, the look Li Qin gave her made Tong Ran feel like she was enveloped in a chill.
Now, she had become a thoroughly bad woman with ill intentions in the eyes of the people under Mo Nanjue.
And yet, she couldn't deny it.
