A master of manipulation.
Cao Ruomei eyed the woman coldly as she watched the scene. From the looks of it, it seemed like Wang Yong was already expecting her resistance on the matter so he didn't appear affected at all. He pretended not to hear her but instead maintained eye contact with his father. "So that means that you won't help me?"
He looked disappointed when Liu Zhiqiang didn't say anything. "Okay." Wang Yong turned around, gripping Cao Ruomei's hand as he opened the door to leave. "Follow me, let's go."
Liu Zhiqiang glared at his wife when they were alone. He picked up his pen and threw it at his wife with his voice laced with annoyance. "Qiuyue, what is wrong with you? How dare you make decisions for me in my won matters?!"