"No need to be so vigilant. There's no other copy. These are the original copies that were handed over to me.... I think you already know this if you spied on me."
President Yan continued to burn the photos one by one, patiently waiting until each photo became ashes that stained the table.
The ventilation of the restaurant was really great. Despite the smell of burning scent, the private room they were in didn't smell as good as new.
As the last photo was licked by the flames and combusted into dust under their eyes, Ran Xueyi just realized that she had been holding her breath.
Truth to be told, she was confident that she would get the upper hand in their conversation. She also anticipated Jia Li's presence at the table. But all of those were stumped down through President Yan's unforeseeable actions.
She couldn't even try to gain the upper hand when the other person had already raised the white flag before the war could even start.
