"But you didn't!"
Zhuo Jian coldly refused.
"Then who does? Fu Yanye? He belongs to Ruxiang!"
Lin Jiaoyang said as he raised his hand.
"Zhuo Jian! Are you there?"
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door, causing Lin Jiaoyang's hand to stop mid-air.
Zhuo Jian took that opportunity to swiftly walk around him and open the door.
Li Yuqing and Ouyang Ping stood at the door, and Zhuo Jian, seeing them, breathed a sigh of relief, then asked, "Is it time for the meeting?"
"Yes, let's hurry!"
Li Yuqing, noticing the mist in her eyes, urged her.
"Alright!"
Zhuo Jian agreed, closed the door from outside, and then left with him and Ouyang Ping.
At Li Yuqing's office, Ouyang Ping grabbed Zhuo Jian's arm, "I was always worried that old man would pressure you, so I went to find Li Yuqing."
"You're amazing!"
Zhuo Jian raised her hand to touch Ouyang Ping's cheek, her nose tingled but no tears fell.
Li Yuqing looked at her worriedly, "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"
