A cold gaze, and the movements of the feet became even heavier.
"President Wang really needs to change this habit of speaking without thinking, or it'll cause big trouble in the future."
"Oh, no, there is no future."
Said expressionlessly, then withdrew his foot and left the private room without looking back.
Mo Han took Ye Xinluo's bag and followed closely behind.
The people in the private room let out a sigh of relief, thinking that Beichen Rui had let Wang Yang off the hook.
Only Mo Han knew that Rui hadn't let Wang Yang go, but rather his patience had run out and he was going to resort to violence to solve it.
Couldn't help but shiver.
Ugh. So cold.
Rui in this state is terrifying.
Count how many years it's been since someone last spoke to Rui like this and is still alive.
Four years.
Yes, it's been four years.