127, Bizarre, feel flattered

"Injustice?" Shi Yuhuan suddenly stood up, gracefully stepped over to Song Qinghuan in a casual manner, his eyes aloof, revealing no specific emotion, simply raising his hand in an inviting gesture, "Please, sit down, let's talk."

This act greatly surprised Song Qinghuan.

It was completely beyond her imagination. The Shi Yuhuan she knew could be cold-hearted, sarcastic, and mockingly witty but never this polite.

Mysterious, extremely mysterious.

"Did the documents pass through your hands?" Shi Yuhuan asked as he relaxed on the edge of his desk. Despite his casual pose, there was a sense of danger emanating from him.

Song Qinghuan felt an ominous feeling welling up in her. She nodded honestly, "Yes, they did, but I didn't look at the contents."

Your fingertip suddenly grabbed her chin forcefully.

Song Qinghuan's hard-won composed expression shattered. She attempted to swat his hand away, but Shi Yuhuan gripped it, immobilizing her.