C13 Do You Still Want Me?

There was no need to elaborate or even mention his name. With just a simple sentence, Soong Zhe could see the body of someone who was sitting upright suddenly stiffen and his eyebrows quickly drew back...

But that was only an instant reaction.

Very soon, Tang Beiyao's expression returned to normal. His handsome face was filled with indifference and coldness. His long fingers held onto the name scroll sent by Soong Zhe as he skimmed through it. "Alright, I understand."

"Err …" Was he referring to the name scroll? Or Qiao Mu?

"A reply, I'm not interested." After only two seconds of pause, while Soong Zhe was still confused, Tang Beiyao had already finished reading the contents of the post. "Pa!" He closed it and threw it back.

The accompanying bodyguards immediately followed.

Soong Zhe stood where he was and smiled to himself: [Can't you sit still any longer?

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Qiao Mu sat for an entire afternoon.

She had been in the bottom lounge of the T.S. building, thinking and digesting with all her energy and brain: What did Tang Beiyao mean by that? What was she to do?

There was no clue.

"If there's anything you need help with, just let me know." The front desk watched her with a preoccupied expression, but didn't disturb her. They just quietly poured coffee.

Thus, one cup after another …

Qiao Mu couldn't remember how many drinks she had had all afternoon. She relied on the strong bitterness to keep thinking until her stomach began to ache. Only then did she finally react …

She drank too much! My stomach can't take it.

Then let's leave?

No!

She had no other way out. She had to try, even if it meant trying once!

Pressing on her aching stomach, Qiao Mu took a deep breath, stood up abruptly, and walked straight towards the elevator. However, before she could get close, the elevator door opened with a "ding". Tang Beiyao and co. walked out from inside …

Their gazes met, and they were both stunned for a moment.

However, his eyes were icy cold as they swept past her with a cold gaze. He wanted to leave right after …

"Tang Beiyao!"

She couldn't stop him.

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the hall, Qiao Mu panicked and chased after him without a care. She passed through the bodyguards and stopped in front of him, "Tang Beiyao, wait a moment!"

Under the gazes of everyone present, she stood in front of him, blocking his way … It blocked Young Master Tang's way!

The hall was inexplicably silent.

Cold sweat broke out on the front desk, but he didn't know how to help? Are you looking to die?

However, it exceeded everyone's expectations —

Tang Beiyao didn't show the slightest sign of getting angry. He didn't even frown. He stopped just like that. His tall figure stood in front of her: "Is there something wrong?"

His tone was indifferent and distant.

With the distance of less than half a meter and the advantage of being in a higher position, he could easily capture all of her expressions. Even if he lowered his head slightly, his warm breath could touch her little face …

"I think..." Sensing that he was getting closer, Qiao Mu panicked and subconsciously took two steps back.

She still had the basics. How could she negotiate with him when she didn't have any chips on hand? Furthermore, Tang Beiyao wasn't the kind of person who would do whatever he wanted …

Tang Beiyao frowned. She unconsciously stepped back, covering his handsome face with a layer of ice. Before she could finish, he stepped around her with a cold expression on his face.

"Tang Beiyao!" As soon as she lifted her foot, her arms were grabbed by both her hands. Qiao Mu raised her head to look at him, her voice trembling slightly. "Do you still want me?"