If these words had come out of Ye Ranran's mouth, they wouldn't have hit so hard, but coming from someone she liked, the damage was undeniably immense.
Sun Yi could no longer face Fu Rong's mocking gaze—she fled in desperation.
Ye Ranran swept her alert gaze to the side. Her cold eyes and piercing brows scattered the surrounding crowd like retreating tides.
After returning to the office area, Ye Ranran followed Fu Rong to his office.
"I don't think what you did just now was very appropriate," she stated bluntly.
"Oh?" Fu Rong raised his brow.
"Since you've been acting for so long, why not keep it up? Whatever the outcome, you need to wait until you've reached the position you want and solidify it first before making a move."
"Weren't you the one who said it? That climbing up by relying on women is illegitimate and disgraceful," Fu Rong replied, turning on his computer.
Ye Ranran: "..." Why hadn't she known earlier that he listened so obediently?
