Rong Mochen remained silent, his cold, chiseled profile etched with a faint chill.
Xiao Nanqing waited for a while, but the other person did not speak.
He stood up, hands casually in his pockets, lips curved into a playful smirk as he approached Rong Mochen. He bent slightly, eyes glinting mischievously, whispering something in his ear.
Then, Rong Mochen's slightly closed dark eyes slowly opened, a flash of sharp light passing through his deep pupils. His thin lips pursed lightly as he turned to Xiao Nanqing, "Let's hear it."
Xiao Nanqing raised an eyebrow, "Boss Rong, pardon my bluntness, but I deeply question your character."
Rong Mochen sneered, "Are you sure you're not talking about yourself?"
Xiao Nanqing squinted, giving Rong Mochen a half-smile, "This is a society ruled by law now; that's what I believe in more."
