Sitting at the head, Gong Ting held a crystal glass, leisurely swirling it around, his cold and sharp gaze falling on the figure hastily leaving. His thin lips curved slightly, pulling out a faint smile.
Eden wasn't feeling well, her smiles all day were extremely forced. Noticing Gong Ting's action, she leaned forward slightly and lowered her voice, "What are you looking at?"
"The Minister of National Security you appointed is in trouble," Gong Ting mentioned in a cryptic manner, placing the crystal glass back on the table, "The engagement ceremony is over, I'm leaving."
Eden, her face taut, grabbed his wrist at once, and seeing the distant guests looking over, she forced a smile and said, "Even just as a front, you can't leave before the guests are seen off."
