Teng Yi hesitated but eventually nodded. "Roger."
"You can tell me about the grudge between you and Wei Hui." Mo Long added.
Teng Yi shook his head. "It's okay. There's nothing between us. We can't even be considered friends."
"Alright." Mo Long did not pursue the matter and simply said: "Go back to work, then."
"Roger."
Teng Yi left Mo Long's office, and the disgust in his eyes was clear.
He loathed the feelings Wei Hui gave him. It was as if a person with a serious obsession with cleanliness was covered in dust. It was unbearable.
If it weren't for the Wei family's recent financial crisis, and the thought of him as a life-saving straw, they might not have been in contact for the rest of their lives.
In fact, it wasn't just Teng Yi who couldn't understand Wei Hui. Jiang Yu couldn't understand Wei Hui either.
They clearly didn't know each other, so how could she be so against her the moment they met?
