"Oh?" He Zheng raised an eyebrow. "Since when has Secretary Si confided in me?"
Si Ran knew he was deliberately changing the subject. Talking to him was like seeking skin from a tiger—it was futile; she was never his match.
With a light smile, Si Ran's voice was clear and tranquil, providing a very pleasant sensation: "President He, I have some things to attend to, so I'll be going ahead."
"Wait!" He Zheng blocked Si Ran's path, unwilling to end the conversation just yet. "Why the hurry?"
Si Ran smiled faintly, "President He, do you have any more matters for me?"
"Si Ran, you know what I mean. I thank you for not leaving my sister behind today, regardless of the circumstances," He Zheng said seriously and sincerely, expressing his gratitude. "I should be the one thanking you."
"President He is being too polite," Si Ran smiled lightly. "It's a part of the job arranged by President Pei."