In the room next door, Cheng Junnan listened to Jiang Meili's report. His handsome, gentle face showed a calm expression, betraying no hint of what he was thinking.
Only he knew that a repressed, suppressed emotion was rampant and growing wildly in his heart, as if it was about to break through his mental barriers like a flood beast, threatening to shatter all his rationality in the next moment.
The atmosphere in the room became somewhat oppressive. Jiang Meili lowered her eyes and gazed at her toes, pretending to feel nothing.
It was unclear how much time passed before Cheng Junnan slowly spoke in a low voice, his tone gentle and friendly as always, as if the negative emotion that was about to erupt from within him didn't exist at all.
"I understand, you may leave now!"
Jiang Meili nodded with her eyes downcast and prepared to leave courteously.
