Xiao Shuo was reluctant to leave just like that; he had not forgotten the purpose of his visit today.
He looked at Ye Yuning, his eyes flashing with frustration and regret.
Ye Yuning promptly picked up the phone and dialed the internal line. It was quickly answered, "Boss."
"Come in and see the guest out."
"Alright."
Hearing the instruction to be shown out, Xiao Shuo's frustration became even more evident on his face.
He looked at Ye Yuning and asked, "Can you really not forgive me?"
"Please leave!" Ye Yuning stated, her voice firm and cold.
Between her and Xiao Shuo, there was no question of forgiveness; that was reserved for people who had emotional ties.
But unfortunately for him, there was nothing between her and Xiao Shuo.
Seeing Ye Yuning so cold, Xiao Shuo trembled with anger. He clenched his fists, and his previously pleading tone now turned cold. "Are you insisting on not forgiving me because you've taken a liking to my Seventh Uncle?"
