C974 Tolerance and Maturity

Xiao Yi did not speak again, and Yu Qingmei did not. Both of them were waiting in silence for a reasonable answer.

After standing in the meeting room for a long time, Auntie Xue finally sat down quietly. This was the first time he was sitting on the same level as Yu Qingmei in the meeting room.

"Why?" Auntie Xue's face was stiff as she mumbled