If you chose to leave with such flair back then, why bother coming back to play the victim now?
Xia Jinyuan, who very much disliked being threatened, nodded slightly; that was all he could do now. He could grant her this one wish, but only this one time. There would be no precedent.
A shadow flickered in the depths of Xia Jinyuan's eyes as he pressed his lips together firmly.
His nod brought Madam Xiao to an unexpected joy, her eyes even welling up with tears as she choked out, "Very good, very good, let's go to a private room and talk there."
Casting another imperceptible glance at Ye Jian, Madam Xiao's tearful eyes held a hint of inquiry.
She never expected to be at the mercy of this 'pretty face', nor had she imagined that this 'pretty face' could wield such great influence over her son. Her son would listen to whatever she said and heed her advice.
Chenglan had not exaggerated; it seemed she needed to inquire more thoroughly.
