Qin Tingjie said with a faint smile, "Meng Ye, you're a little off with your words. We're not begging you, or have you lost your memory? It's only been one night." His later words did not make things clear, obviously giving Wang Meng some face.
Wang Meng: ...
In his heart, a million little people were cursing Huangfu Zheng to bits, and his complexion turned worse.
His dislike for Qin Tingjie was on the same level as his dislike for Huangfu Zheng.
Qin Tingjie didn't care about Wang Meng's expression and smiled faintly at him, "Meng Ye, only one car can go in, so it's troublesome to park another car outside. My car is over there; just follow my car."
The reply he got was a rolled-up window.
Qin Tingjie smiled, unconcerned, said a few words to the guard, and then went back to his car, started it, and quickly turned around.
Wang Yi glanced at the boss's eyes, then told the driver to follow.
