"Heh..." The man let out a decidedly mocking laugh.
"Luoli..." Wen Mu became even more emotional, his body leaning forward slightly, trying to reach for the man who was within sight yet out of reach, his expression one of desolate resolution as he said, "I've given up, Luoli, I've completely let go..."
Han Luoli had been watching Wen Mu with scrutinizing eyes, his gaze deep and inscrutable, leaving others clueless about what he was thinking.
"Luoli, about tonight's welcoming banquet, could it be seen as giving me a way out?" Wen Mu, having calmed herself for quite some time, finally spoke this sentence cautiously. It was normal for a president to attend a welcoming banquet for a new director, but her position as that director...
...was embarrassingly pitiful.
Han Luoli stared at the woman for a long time, then all of a sudden, his lips curled into a smile and slowly said, "Sure... I will go with my wife."