019 Who is playing hard to get

Anning International Group, CEO's office.

Ye Feimo looked coldly at Wen Nuan who had come of her own accord. She was clothed in a white shirt, jeans, and a pair of canvas shoes; her smooth, long hair gave off an ethereal sensation.

She wasn't a heart-stopping beauty, but she exuded the warmth and freshness of the girl-next-door. Now, she stood quietly before him and said, "Mr. Ye, does what you said yesterday still stand?"

She stood before him, nervous, with sweaty palms.

A lengthy silence.

He said nothing; Wen Nuan felt extremely embarrassed. This situation was akin to offering herself and being rejected. She deeply understood the meaning behind Ye Feimo's words, "If you come to me on your own, I won't be so amiable."

By comparison, he had indeed been more approachable last night.

When he was silent, a terrifying air pressure pervaded within a ten-meter radius with him at the center.