Xiao Yihe spoke while pretending to excuse his despicable and shameless behavior.
An Lan's eyes were full of sarcasm.
She didn't directly agree or refuse Xiao Yihe; she leaned back on the sofa, thumb gently pinching her middle finger joint, and after a long pause, she said, "Even if I rush from here to the company, it will still take some time."
"It's okay, Lanlan, I have plenty of time today. Two hours should be enough, right? Let's meet at the Qing Zhi Coffee Shop next to the Huo An Group in two hours to discuss this matter. What do you think?"
Xiao Yihe said understandingly.
An Lan didn't know why he was so persistent about meeting her today, but she had to admit that Xiao Yihe indeed held her weakness. She bit her lip tightly, while on the other end, Xiao Yihe continued speaking.
