Ye Yuning took a deep breath. Looking at Xiao Linye again, her eyes held neither their past warmth nor much sharpness. She simply said indifferently, "If you've come today to discuss my reputation, you needn't bother. If I don't care, why should you?"
Xiao Linye was silent, his thin lips pressed tightly together. His gaze, fixed on her, grew even colder.
Ye Yuning continued, "Of course, I've already made clear whatever you wanted to know. As for the twenty billion you gave today, if you think you can use this situation to take it back, that's impossible—unless you can bring my brother back to life."
Each word Ye Yuning spoke was light, yet every syllable landed with resounding force.
Faced with Ye Yuning's attitude, Xiao Linye's temples throbbed. Back when they were at Shanyu Pavilion, he probably never imagined he and Ye Yuning would reach such a point. But there was no helping it, now it's just…!
"Are you angry about Qi Mulan? She and I are not what you..."
