Lu Yanhe, feeling irritated, grabbed her and pulled her into the conference room.
This made the already airtight conference room seem even more somber, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.
Su Jia frowned slightly at the tugging but didn't resist.
Standing next to him, even in high heels, she was still a head shorter, and with Lu Yanhe's imposing presence, she seemed like a little rabbit.
Lu Yanhe glared at her, "Where did you go yesterday?"
Su Jia instinctively frowned, yesterday?
Yesterday Tang Yuzhou returned, she went to the airport to pick him up, then went to the bar with him at night for some drinks.
Lu Yanhe's face was cold, his voice icy as he asked, "The whole night with him yesterday?"
Upon hearing this, Su Jia finally understood a little.
She widened her eyes, instinctively wanting to explain that it's not what he thinks, yet felt it would be too humiliating.
Ultimately, she didn't answer his question but instead asked, "What if I was, what if I wasn't?"
