"I told her to say that. If you have anything, come directly at me; no need to trouble my secretary." Ye Mingmei's face was calm, without surprise or panic.
In just a few minutes, she had mentally prepared herself.
Signaling her secretary to leave, Ye Mingmei turned and walked to the sofa, seating herself.
Calmly, she looked at Yu Xiuzhun, "I don't know why Mr. Yu has come to see me."
"..."
Yu Xiuzhun narrowed his evil eyes, fixing his gaze on her calm face, not speaking for a while.
His deep eyes stared at her, as if trying to find a trace of disguise on her face.
"If there's nothing important, I still have crucial work. Mr. Yu, please go." Ye Mingmei, unable to wait for him to speak, tapped her knee and stood up from the sofa.
She walked over to her desk, pulled out her chair, and sat back down.
Her hands discreetly placed her handbag down to cover up her nearly panicked retreat just moments ago.
