At that time, He Mengxue was utterly defeated.
Yang Rou had easily won the victory with just a few phrases.
Back then, Chen Yan only felt that He Mengxue had lost due to her youth, now thinking about Yang Rou's restraint and madness when she was younger.
Chen Yan thought, "Meng Xue... we weren't unfairly defeated, huh."
Perhaps sensing Chen Yan's gaze, Yang Rou tactfully nodded her head and asked, "Then, Mr. Chen, may I leave first?"
Chen Yan nodded without holding her back, "Sure."
Yang Rou, with her long legs, walked to the door and opened it.
And indeed, He Mengxue was standing outside the door.
Two people, who naturally shared a similar aura, instantly sparked an electric friction upon meeting.
He Mengxue hadn't expected to find Yang Rou in Chen Yan's office; she was taken aback, then looked at Yang Rou with a gaze full of confidence and aggression.
