Ye Shu sat in the chair, her expression calm. Her delicate little face showed no panic at the words of Ye Wenzhao.
She even leaned back a bit, her movements slow and elegant, a faint smile on her lips, her gaze cool as she fixed it on the person at the door.
"Chairman Ye, your words are quite interesting," she said.
Her clear eyes looked at Ye Wenzhao as if they were a spring of clear water, displaying no discernible hostility, yet beneath that clarity could be a trap as deep and unseen as any, more terrifying than muddy water.
Ye Wenzhao felt a chill down his spine as he watched Ye Shu's calm demeanor. It was as if he were being watched by a stealthy beast hidden in the shadows.
Not knowing how to respond to Ye Shu's words, he abruptly opened the door to the conference room and turned to leave, nearly fleeing in panic.
After Ye Wenzhao left, a brief silence fell over the office.
