After He Tingchen hung up on Fang Anning, Cheng Wanbai brought over a cup of coffee and placed it in front of him.
But He Tingchen didn't drink it, saying coldly, "It's getting late, you should leave."
Cheng Wanbai frowned slightly and asked in a low voice, "Can't I stay a bit longer?"
He Tingchen replied coldly, "I suppose you've got the pictures you wanted, you know my temper."
Cheng Wanbai lowered her head and bit her lip.
"I won't pursue the matter of you deliberately hinting to Fang Anning, but it doesn't mean you can do whatever you wish. Cheng Wanbai, don't forget who you are. I can make you, and I can break you," He Tingchen added coldly.
Cheng Wanbai shivered in fear, her face turning pale.
How could she have forgotten something so important?
Indeed, blinded by greed, she had been led astray.
"Mr. He, I'm sorry, I was foolish, I will leave immediately."
After saying this, Cheng Wanbai hurriedly stood up to go.