As they spoke, the people from Jiang Cheng in the conference room had already tactfully exited, while Ruan Yiyi's people looked at each other, waiting for her command.
Ruan Yiyi maintained an impassive face, continuously watching him. Finally, she glanced at the people beside her and said calmly, "You all can leave."
The people behind her gradually left, and the assistant closed the door, leaving only the two of them in the room.
After everyone had left, a man who appeared to be "honest and upright" no longer seemed so honest.
He looked at her, sitting on the sofa. He walked towards her step by step, while she sat there, unmoved, her eyes calmly fixed on him.
It seemed like a contest to see who could remain calm and composed the longest.
As he approached, he slightly leaned over, placing one hand on the sofa beside her shoulder and the other grasping her chin.
Her eyes glanced downward for a moment, and when she looked up again, she seemed to show a hint of displeasure.
