Ye Ranran was right.
After the meeting ended, Fu Rong didn't say a word.
As soon as Wen Cai spoke, he fixed her with an inscrutable gaze.
That look seemed as if he were preparing to skin her alive, sending shivers down Wen Cai's spine.
So, she dared not utter another word.
In this state of uneasy peace, they returned to the villa.
"Are you hungry? Want some food?" Wen Cai asked, trying to appease him.
She sensitively detected that Fu Rong was angry, but couldn't figure out why.
Could she have slipped up just now? But no, she had followed Ye Ranran's instructions exactly.
Regarding the latter parts, she didn't mention what she didn't understand.
Everything happened exactly as she had anticipated.
"The proposal you presented at the meeting, did you come up with it yourself?" Fu Rong suddenly asked.
He didn't stop moving, continuing ahead.
Wen Cai, distracted, bumped into him.
"Ah, oh, yes, yes, is there any problem?" Wen Cai asked cautiously.
