After watching her figure disappear from sight, Lan Xueyou slowly turned around. She pulled out a chair and sat down gracefully, with the sarcastic smile still on her face. "You want to tell me?
what?"
Ye Yaru sighed, turned to Anna who was still sitting and said, "You should go down first and help me retrieve the information from the previous summer conference. We will study it carefully later."
"But... you and..." Anna hesitantly stretched out her hand and pointed at Lan Xueyou, a worried expression appeared on her usually charming face. She and Ye Yaru have known each other for many years, so they naturally understand the conflict between her and Lan Xueyou.
"It's okay, you go down first." Ye Yaru felt a little moved in her heart, but she still looked cold on the surface.
Seeing her persistence, Anna finally compromised and walked out of the conference room. When she reached the door, she stopped, as if she wanted to turn around and say something, but she just shook her head and closed the conference room door.
After hearing the slight sound of the door closing, Lan Xueyou's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. "What do you want to tell me?" She leaned back on the chair elegantly and lazily, her eyes slowly flowing on Ye Yaru's face.
On the body.
"Xiaoyou, why do you always have to go against me?" Ye Yaru's calm tone contained a little helplessness and sadness.
"Xiaoyou?" Lan Xueyou repeated her name with a smile, looking away from Ye Yaru. She lowered her eyes and stared closely at her round, smooth fingertips. "I thought you had forgotten this.
It’s a title. It’s just that I hate this title now!”
Ye Yaru's eyes darkened, and the hands on the conference table were clenched tightly. Because of too much force, the metacarpal bones protruded. "Why don't you believe me? I really have a reason for doing this.
."
"The reason?" Lan Xueyou sneered, but there was deep sadness hidden in his cold eyes. "You have the reason for it, then why don't you tell me directly? Am I the kind of person who refuses to listen to explanations and makes trouble without reason?
You don't say anything, but you want me to believe you. I'm sorry, I, Lan Xueyou, don't have such a broad mind."
"Xiaoyou..."
"Don't call me Xiaoyou!" Lan Xueyou interrupted her impatiently. "I am not the Lan Xueyou before, and you are not the Ye Yaru before. The Ye Yaru I know is arrogant and very
A principled person, she will never take revenge on herself!"
"Private revenge?" Ye Yaru muttered and repeated it, as if she didn't understand the meaning of these four words, her brows knitted together tightly.
Lan Xueyou looked at her coldly, his eyes gradually darkening. "Don't tell me that the previous design drawing was not your fault. I remember that it was your work for the 'Clothing Garden'!"
Shaking her head with a wry smile, Ye Yaru stared at Lan Xueyou's pretty and soft face with dim eyes. "If you say that I don't know about this matter, will you believe it?"
Her light tone made Lan Xueyou's heart tremble. This was not the Ye Yaru she knew. The Ye Yaru she knew had always been confident, with an attitude of arrogance and contempt for everyone. But now, why is this happening?
Before Lan Xueyou could answer, Ye Yaru's expression became even darker, and veins appeared on the back of her clenched hands. Compared with her white skin, she looked even more pale and weak. "Don't you want to know?
Is it my reason? Okay, I'll tell you!" She stared at a corner of the conference room, her eyes darkened, and she could no longer find a trace of light.