Lu Yuheng handed over a file bag, "Please pass this to your President Huo."
Wei Yang immediately refused, "Sorry, I won't help you with this. If you know President Huo, please deliver it yourself."
"Heh... you might have misunderstood. You must deliver this document, as it's about Miss Xingzhi's family background. Isn't President Huo at all curious about who his wife's family really is?"
Lu Yuheng initially seemed friendly, with a smile indicating he was easy to talk to.
But now, that fear-inducing gaze had emerged.
He was still smiling, yet inexplicably made people think he wasn't easy to deal with.
Wei Yang was shocked for a moment, the lady's background?
Could there be any problem?
"You just need to hand it over to your President Huo. Indeed I could deliver it myself, but the manner would be uncertain." It was already a threat.
Lu Yuheng was reluctant to do so, yet he hoped the master could be a bit happier.
For twenty-one years, he hadn't seen the master smile.
