This overly polite demeanor is hard not to overthink.
"Please, President Song," polite words are easy for anyone to utter.
It's all about who says them best.
"Waiting for someone," Jiang Muwan blocked her with just one sentence.
Mei Qiong seemed unprepared for Jiang Muwan's response and paused awkwardly.
Her upbringing forbids her from probing further; digging deep is taboo in political dealings.
Yet in this world, there are those with manners and those without.
"Why not wait inside, President Song?" Hua Ya stepped forward, speaking gently.
Jiang Muwan curled her lips, "I don't partake in false hospitality, President Hua, suit yourself."
The only difference was that Jiang Muwan almost named Hua Ya outright.
Her blunt refusal left Hua Ya with a darkened expression.
He looked at Jiang Muwan with a barely concealed smile that seemed amused by the drama, "President Song's words are quite interesting."
