Li Yeqi stood in front of the elevator waiting for it, as Nangong Xiu quickly walked over, reaching out to tug on his sleeve, coquettishly tilting her little face up at him, "Brother Yeqi, don't be mad. My uncle is really sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. Don't worry, I'll definitely help you persuade him."
Li Yeqi took two steps back, putting distance between them, and at the same time brushed off the hand holding his sleeve, his expression indifferent, "No need for Miss Nangong to trouble herself."
Nangong Xiu's hand froze; she retracted it and smiled ingratiatingly, "How can you say it's trouble? Brother Yeqi's matter is my matter too. Don't be so distant with me."
"My matters have nothing to do with you whatsoever." Li Yeqi said coldly. The elevator opened in front of him, and he stepped in with long strides. Nangong Xiu also wanted to follow, but was stopped by his cold gaze.
