Two hours later, Bai Chenyao finally finished reading the documents in the folder, closed it, and placed it on the coffee table in front of him.
Tian Tian, who had been looking down at the coffee table in front of her, flinched slightly at the sound of the folder on the table.
She didn't immediately raise her head but stared at the folder for a few seconds.
"It's been two years, and your patience has improved a lot."
A deep, indifferent male voice, carrying a unique magnetism.
Tian Tian listened and slowly raised her head. A big mask covered most of her face, revealing only a pair of bright, clear black eyes.
Her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her pure black eyes filled with confusion.
"Sir, I don't know what you're talking about."
Looking into those pure black eyes, Bai Chenyao's dark deep eyes remained cold, as if not at all surprised that Tian Tian didn't recognize him.
"Do you think this way, I will let you go?"
The indifferent voice carried a hint of sarcasm.
