Bosss eyes were wide open, staring motionlessly at Lu Qiao.
After a long while, she finally lowered her head again, remaining silent.
Lu Qiao let out a heavy sigh; she had remained silent twice on his two questions.
He didn't know if Lu Rongrong loved Arno, and he didn't know if Lu Rongrong loved him.
Perhaps this was the best answer he could get; at least it proved he still had a chance to win back her heart.
This is how Lu Qiao comforted himself, but unspeakably, a bitter taste filled his mouth, spreading through his throat to every corner of his body.
"Take Arno to the guest room and keep an eye on him. Just don't let him run away." After a long silence, he finally spoke.
Then, he looked up at Lu Rongrong, his gaze was complex and profound. He moved his lips, but in the end, he said nothing, just turned and left the conference room.
After Arno was locked in the special guest room, Lu Rongrong stayed with him.
