Su Ping’s gaze shifted from the two people before him. With a bewildered expression, he looked at the suddenly appeared Dong Muyun.
"What are you doing here?"
Dong Muyun’s fox-like eyes held a smile Su Ping had never seen before. "Listen to you! I have an exclusive room here, you know. I can co back whenever I want. We agreed on this from the beginning!"
They indeed had an agreent. Previously, during the handover, she had said that the topmost room would remain hers to use indefinitely. But you’re not so idle loafer! You’re Queen Dong of Tianyun Group! Don’t you have work to do?
However, these words, these questions, were clearly not for this mont. And just as clearly, so present didn’t want to see them continue their conversation.
"I said, what exactly is the situation with my son? How do you plan to take responsibility?"
Su Ping’s gaze returned to the woman, whose expression was also unpleasant. The fact that Su Ping still had the mood to ’banter and flirt’ at a ti like this clearly made her extrely impatient.
The man beside her, however, had his gaze fixed on Dong Muyun ever since she appeared. Despite his seemingly respectable facade, an uncontrollable streak of greed seed to flicker within him.
Before Su Ping could speak, Dong Muyun chuckled. "Alright, what’s the point of wasting ti showing off and humbling such insignificant people? Leave it to the staff. Don’t worry; Lao Guan was one of my subordinates, after all. He won’t be treated unfairly. I ca to find you today because I genuinely have serious business to discuss."
From start to finish, Dong Muyun’s gaze hadn’t lingered for even a mont on the couple, or indeed on anyone other than Su Ping.
Su Ping slowly exhaled, the rising anger within him gently subsiding.
The couple before him, however, looked slightly startled, as if they hadn’t quite processed the turn of events. They stared at Dong Muyun with uncertainty. Even the woman’s gaze was fixed on her; clearly, Dong Muyun’s casual dismissal of them as ’insignificant people’ had wounded her pride.
Dong Muyun, however, paid them no mind. As she herself had said, as a direct daughter of the Jianghai Dong Family, she understood the rules of this world and its cold, hard class divisions better than anyone. To her, getting angry, or even wasting an extra breath on such trivial matters and insignificant people, was a waste of ti. People like her were long accustod to standing on high, observing the world from their lofty perspective. This way of looking down on others wasn’t like how humans view ants; it was an absolute, clear-eyed understanding of her own position. This was the inherent quality cultivated in a direct heir of a ’Saint-level’ Family.
Su Ping couldn’t quite grasp this feeling, nor did he particularly want to. But Dong Muyun was right about one thing: this matter indeed didn’t require his personal attention. It wasn’t worth calling in favors for such a petty issue.
And indeed, it proved to be so.
A figure slowly stepped out from behind Dong Muyun. It was another woman, with blonde hair and black-rimd glasses. She wasn’t strikingly beautiful but possessed an air of indescribable competence.
"Director, Young Master Su, please leave this to ."
Su Ping was montarily taken aback, but before he could react, a fragrant breeze enveloped him as Dong Muyun put her arm around his shoulder, saying cheerfully, "Alright, alright, let’s go!"
Sowhat speechless, Su Ping could only follow her into the private elevator heading to the top floor. However, glancing back briefly before the doors closed, he saw that in that short instant, SMACK!
The man, who monts before had worn a composed and haughty expression as if disdaining everything, now had a distorted face. He slapped the woman beside him, then turned to Lao Guan with a subservient smile never seen on him before.
Neither Dong Muyun nor the blonde, bespectacled secretary showed any change in their utterly tranquil expressions, as if they had anticipated everything. Not the slightest flicker of attention or emotion betrayed them.
A strange, indescribable feeling suddenly arose in Su Ping’s heart. This feeling made him realize, as if only at that mont, that he was becoming sowhat different from ordinary people. Yet, Su Ping didn’t understand what this feeling ant. So, when he sat down on the sofa in Dong Muyun’s vast office, he was still pondering it.
Seeing Su Ping lost in thought, Dong Muyun smiled faintly. "What’s wrong? Still dwelling on that trivial matter? How about this: I’ll have that couple brought up here. I’ll tell them, right to their faces, exactly who you, Su Ping, are.
"You’re the Breeder Association’s soon-to-be youngest Senior Breeder! You’re the favored junior of President Qin from the Beast Master Association! You’re also the business partner I, Dong Muyun, value most!
"You’re a Beast Tar and Breeder with imasurable prospects! Want to call President Qin over?
"Then, we can have that shrewish woman wail and sob, and that clueless man kneel before you and Lao Guan to apologize.
"If that still doesn’t appease your anger, go ahead and kill their seriously injured son. Don’t worry. Forget President Qin; with here, not a whisper of this will get out. Even the couple themselves wouldn’t dare make a fuss."
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