He tried to change her mind.
However, Wen Tang ultimately did not look up.
When the people left, the sound of footsteps in her ears also disappeared.
Wen Tang took a long breath, her body seemingly sinking along with it.
As she lifted her head to look at the office door again, an idea suddenly sprang to mind.
From the current situation, it seemed they were a bit shy of toppling Lu Yun.
Even being detained, she wouldn't be held for long before being released, not discounting the possibility of someone pulling strings for her.
Maybe instead...
Wen Tang's eyes fixed on the cellphone lying nearby.
Clutching at resolute determination and a slight indiscernible tension, she slowly moved toward the floor-to-ceiling window.
She glanced down to confirm Pei Jiadong had left, then headed straight to the balcony, with each step seeming to tread on silent vows.
