Fu Sitian spoke indifferently, his deep-set eyes once again shooting Jiang Lin electric looks. This time, however, Jiang Lin quickly turned her head away and ignored him.
"I have an early meeting tomorrow and need to leave very early. To avoid disturbing you, I—I'll just sleep in the living room." Without waiting for Fu Sitian's response, she turned her head to start packing.
Seeing a good opportunity slip away once again, Fu Sitian, irritated, rubbed his temples and immediately took out his phone to send a message to his Assistant:
"Go and pressure those companies that are planning to discuss cooperation with Lu Kaipin soon. Whoever dares to get in touch with him can forget about collaborating with Dingtian Investment!"
The Assistant, seemingly keenly aware that his boss's mood had worsened, replied almost instantly: Understood.
The next morning, Jiang Lin hurried to the clinic early.
Because the chief of the Pingfan Clinic, Ma, had ended his trip early to come back to work.