Ye Jing stood firm, giving her a sidelong glance, "Is there something? Little sister, let me make it clear, if you delay my important business, you can't afford the responsibility. I'm not a Duke, and I don't spare women's feelings."
Li Qiao's expression was cool as she made a call on her phone, "Come downstairs, to the VIP area."
Ye Jing found Li Qiao very puzzling and felt a certain dislike for her for some reason.
Xi Luo gestured towards the sofa, "Have a seat, or are you waiting for me to invite you?"
Ye Jing scoffed coldly, tossing the long hair behind her head dismissively, "Sorry, I don't have the time."
As she was about to leave, Li Qiao leaned against the sofa and looked down, touching her fingernails, "Steven will be here any minute, sure you don't have time?"
Ye Jing's eyes narrowed, trying to discern the truthfulness of her statement.
Before she could figure anything out, a blond man over thirty hurried out from the elevator area in the lobby.
