Chu Chengfeng coldly watched Xiao Wen, his gaze devoid of any warmth, which was starkly different from how he looked at the woman beside him. His brow was furrowed tightly, and looking at Xiao Wen seemed to bring him some annoyance, leading him to speak with slight impatience, as if suppressing something, "Let's go to the office to talk."
Xiao Wen didn't speak but tightly clenched her hands and focused intensely on Chu Chengfeng, seemingly wanting to see through his skin and bones into his heart.
Under such a piercing gaze, Chu Chengfeng's brow furrowed even tighter, and he felt something in his chest ready to burst out, yet he suppressed it fiercely.
He felt very uncomfortable, as if his authority was challenged, and thus spoke again, "I'm talking to you, didn't you hear?"
Xiao Wen still did not answer, still staring fixedly at him.
The reception area included a bar counter, and nearby diner tables were currently empty.
