The airplane took off. Wei Anning turned her head to look at the gray sky, feeling desolate inside. She was returning to that battlefield, a place without smoke but filled with bloody slaughter.
Dora, I'm back. The blood debt between us should start being settled from the beginning.
Leng Youchen glanced at Wei Anning, aware of her heavy thoughts, a shadow cast over her brow, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you thinking about?"
Wei Anning looked back at him, there were things she needed to make clear before arriving in London, "President Leng, we are merely in a superior and subordinate relationship. I hope you maintain a distance from me."
Leng Youchen sneered, "Is that all you want to say to me?"
"Yes, I'm sorry. I cannot resign from Huan Yu Real Estate; I need to make a living. As for the Birmingham project, I will try my best to compete for it. Besides that, I hope we only have work-related interactions." Wei Anning said seriously.
