The plane took off, piercing through the sky. Wei Anning closed her eyes, trying to endure the discomfort caused by the turbulence. After a while, the plane stabilized, and she opened her eyes, instinctively turning her head to glance at the man beside her.
"President Leng, why are we going to Birmingham?" Wei Anning had fainted yesterday afternoon and missed the meeting, so she wasn't aware of the discussion. She also forgot to ask Xiao Yu before they left the company earlier.
Leng Youchen had his eyes closed, resting, and remained silent for an eternity. Wei Anning thought he wouldn't bother responding to such a foolish question, yet he suddenly spoke, "You know nothing, but you still dare to board the plane with me. Aren't you afraid I'll sell you off?"
Wei Anning caught the teasing tone in his voice and let out a soft laugh, "Selling me wouldn't fetch much, would it?"
