As these words were spoken, there was a moment of silence in the elevator.
Ding——
The 17th floor had arrived.
The elevator doors slowly opened, and Jiang Wan Ning leisurely lifted her foot. Before stepping out, she looked at Fu Chenlie and said, "Oh right, Ah Lie, I still have to bring President Li to your office to sign the contract. See you later."
After speaking, she coldly glanced at Wen Ran before turning and leaving.
The elevator doors closed again.
Fu Chenlie looked at Wen Ran: "I kept my promise and got this key back."
She nodded: "Mm, thank you for the effort."
He chuckled lightly, with an ambiguous tone: "It was quite the effort, but I feel it was more humiliating."
Wen Ran tilted her head to look at him, her eyes filled with some doubt.
The man spoke: "For the first time in my life, I asked for something I had given away, tsk, that feeling is almost like slapping my own face."
By saying this, indeed it was humiliating.