Pei Rong tightly clasped her hands, a hint of resentment and unwillingness on her face, "Bo Qin, don't push your luck. I'm giving you face because..."
Bo Qin interrupted her, "No need to give me face, I don't need it. Moreover, the account we need to settle now, is where I don't give you face, nor the Pei Family any face."
The high and mighty look on Pei Rong's face finally crumbled. She concealed the shock, anger, and embarrassment on her face, no longer ordering her people to stop Zhao Linlin and the others. Zhao Linlin led Lin Ye forward.
After a few steps, Zhao Linlin turned her head to look at Bo Qin, "By the way, Mr. Bo, Jian Dan said she couldn't reach you before, and asked us to follow up. Since you were unavailable yesterday, I didn't mention it."
The icy, frost-like expression on Bo Qin's face melted away immediately.
A touch of softness crept up his cheeks, warming and softening Bo Qin's otherwise cold features.
