Qiao Yu couldn't get through the phone call, and she didn't know the purpose of Lu Chenyuan's visit.
The consequence of betraying Lu Chenyuan was that man lying in a pool of blood; Qiao Yu closed her eyes, her mind filled with those terrifying images.
Lin Yan followed Lu Chenyuan back home, where she spoke much less than usual today.
As she slowly packed her bags, Lu Chenyuan thought Lin Yan had finally understood what he had said, and she was really leaving this time.
Businesspeople should know when to cut their losses, and Lu Chenyuan was well-versed in this principle. He was no longer willing to waste time on people who held no meaningful outcome.
Lin Yan deliberately made noises by slamming things around; the sound of closing a cabinet door loudly rang out.
She kept competing inwardly, wondering why Lu Chenyuan wouldn't look at her, not even a glance from the corner of his eye.
She made it seem as if she was making a grand exit, packing up her things to leave.