Su Hongxing dodged Ye Qilan's fiery gaze and coughed lightly: "Your work is important."
Ye Qilan wanted to say more to Su Hongxing, but Du Qingyu spoke again: "President Ding, we should set off now. It's already past five o'clock. If we leave any later..."
"President Du, has no one told you that it's very impolite to interrupt others? If you're really in such a hurry, we can terminate the cooperation." Ye Qilan turned to Du Qingyu, his eyes suddenly sharp.
Du Qingyu's heart trembled. The man's gaze was too piercing, like the edge of a blade, sending chills down her spine.
She laughed nervously: "I didn't mean anything by it..."
"I'll go to the Imperial Capital myself, whether I leave tonight or tomorrow is my own business, and no one can force me to do what I dislike. Get out!" Ye Qilan looked at Du Qingyu coldly.
