1452. Could it be that they have a thing going on?
Song Yan was so annoyed that his temples were throbbing, but facing Mu Anran, who was all smiles, he couldn't even bring himself to lose his temper.
How could he lose his temper with Mu Anran?
Backing her, after all, was none other than the president of Yu's... Yu Lingqian!
If the big boss Yu found out he was giving his wife a hard time, who knows if he'd even see the sunrise tomorrow.
Song Yan's mind was racing, and finally, it turned into a sycophantic smile: "No big deal, it's just a multi-million-dollar deal, at most it covers one or two months of our revenue, two to three months of salary. It's not that big a deal!"
Tsk tsk tsk!
Listen, there's a sour note in those words!
At this moment, Ye Tongtong walked out from the office inside and looked at Song Yan apologetically, "I'm sorry, it's all because I didn't do my job well."
