Huo Jingting didn't make a sound; he just stood there motionless, his gaze fixed on the woman beside Huo Xiong. His elongated eyes narrowed slightly, yet it was impossible to discern whether the hidden emotion was hatred or anger.
"Jingting." Huo Xiong was the first to speak, his eyes authoritative and imposing as they bore into Huo Jingting's. There was none of the usual affection and indulgence a father has for his son in his eyes—instead, there was only a numb, icy indifference, "Did you choose the Gu Corporation's bid for the suburban collaboration right this time?"
"Yes." Huo Jingting acknowledged with a nod, "Is there something inappropriate about that?"
"The base bid from the Lin Corporation was higher than Gu's. By choosing Gu's bid, you disregarded the interests of the company's directors!" Huo Xiong chastised, his expression growing even colder.