Facing Xu Ruolan's eviction order, Situ Qingfeng seemed entirely prepared. He sneered inwardly but spoke benevolently, "Miss Xu, please give me some time. I think there are certain matters we still need to discuss in depth."
"If it's something trivial, I believe it can be handled by someone below us. If it's something significant, I think it's more appropriate to discuss it face-to-face."
This reply had effectively blocked all of Situ Qingfeng's options.
Xu Ruolan's words were already crystal clear: Situ Qingfeng had only one choice—hang up the phone.
Xu Ruolan didn't want to address trivial matters, and for significant ones, she felt they must be discussed in person. Her response caused a pause in Situ Qingfeng's tone.
"...After all, I had some ties with your father back in the day. Are you really going to show no regard at all?"
Situ Qingfeng's tone turned ominous. It was apparent he was now furious.
