As if sensing her scrutiny, Luo Yichen's narrow eyes swept over, revealing a cold and indifferent expression.

He quickly dismissed the public relations manager, got up and walked towards Jing Li. His powerful aura was so overwhelming that it was almost impossible for anyone to breathe.

"Jing Li, you've really grown up. I have to beg you three or four times just to get you to come to the company."

Jing Li's lips curled into a half-smile, too lazy to refute her words, her perfunctory attitude obvious.

"What is your relationship with Fei Mo?"

Ignoring these minor details, Luo Yichen sat down opposite her and asked in a cold voice.

It really was for Fei Mo...

According to the timeline, at this point he only had some affection for Cui Xueling, not to the point of being devoted to her until death.

The reason he took action to eliminate the original owner was because the matter had escalated too much, and he had to sacrifice the pawn to save the king.

Having made up her mind, Jing Li calmly said, "Naturally, it's because I know him, but he doesn't know me."

She calculated that Luo Yichen and Fei Mo's relationship wasn't close enough for him to confront Fei Mo about his relationship with her, an obscure actress.

As long as Fei Mo doesn't expose her, she can make up whatever she wants.

"Is that so?"

Luo Yichen's thin lips curved slightly, his gaze fixed on Jing Li. His cold gaze seemed to suggest that if he looked at her again, all the secrets in her heart would be exposed, leaving her nowhere to hide.

Unfortunately, he encountered Jing Li, a woman who always held a superior position.

Having lived such a long life in her past life, she had long since developed an iron skin, commonly known as a thick skin.

“Every word is true… If I knew Senior Fei, I wouldn’t still be a nobody, right, Mr. Luo?”

Jing Li nodded with a half-smile and retorted.

"Oh? You mean you're blaming me for not arranging resources for you?"

With a slight raise of his eyebrows, Luo Yichen exuded a chilling aura.

With an innocent shrug, Jing Li's meaning was clear: if you say so, then so be it.

"Since that's the case, don't say I didn't give you a chance. Get ready and come with me to the banquet tomorrow night."

Although Luo Yichen's tone was indifferent, it revealed his inherent domineering and tyrannical nature.

I'm afraid this banquet will turn out to be anything but a good one; it'll be more like a trap.

Even Cui Xueling in the book wasn't qualified to be taken to the banquet by him; such an honor would probably make her a thorn in his side.

Sure enough, none of these dogs are any good!

With a sneer, Jing Li cursed the other party's ancestors to the eighteenth generation in her heart. "Then thank you for your kindness, President. I overdid it last night. If there's nothing else, I'll go back and catch up on my sleep."

Nodding, Luo Yichen indicated that she could leave.

Jing Li didn't waste any words and got up to leave.

Behind him, his gaze followed like a shadow, like a thorn in his back.

As soon as they entered the elevator, they encountered Xiao Qi and Cui Xueling.

"Oh, you're still alive."

Upon seeing her, Xiao Qi sneered, his eyes filled with schadenfreude.

Dogs and dogs.

Not even bothering to roll her eyes, Jing Li simply treated the two of them as background figures.

Unfortunately, the background figures don't seem content to be just background figures and have already started performing.

"Ali, what does President Luo want with you? You haven't been sidelined, have you... No, I have to go and tell him that what happened last night wasn't intentional!"

Surprised, Cui Xueling covered her mouth and made a move as if she was about to rush out of the elevator.

"Why are you causing trouble? Whatever decision President Luo makes, it's her own fault. If you ask me, it would be better to just let her go. With a slacker like this in your team, it would be a miracle if you ever succeeded."

Xiao Qi grabbed Cui Xueling and said sarcastically.