Ever since Bo Lin appeared, Hua Jian had fallen silent.
Only when people from the company heard the commotion and came out to look did Bo Lin lower his foot.
"Boss?"
The assistant's voice snapped both Bo Lin and Hua Jian out of their thoughts.
Bo Lin crouched down and looked down at the terrified Feng Qian. "I know about everything you said. Drugging Hua Jian that night helped bring us together. What would you like as thanks?"
His indifferent gaze was like someone looking at a dead object.
Feng Qian's lips trembled, but he couldn't get a word out.
"The Feng Family has gone bankrupt. What would you like next?"
"Expulsion from Imperial University? How about we put misconduct down as the reason?"
"Or should I cut off your father's funding? I hear his bank loan application has been going fairly smoothly. Shall I give him a hand?"
Feng Qian cried out in terror, "I was wrong! I was wrong! I deserve to die! President Bo, please spare me! I'll never do it again. Hua Jian, help me. For the sake of what we once had."
The moment he finished, he realized he had said the wrong thing again.
Both Hua Jian and Bo Lin stared at him with ice-cold eyes.
A few minutes later, the farce ended.
Only Hua Jian and Bo Lin remained in the empty corridor.
The motion-sensor lights came on and went out, leaving the corridor dark again.
Hua Jian said quietly, "Bo Lin, there's something I want to explain. Can we find somewhere to talk?"
"All right," Bo Lin said flatly.
The office was no longer a suitable place to talk. Everyone was craning their necks, trying to see what had happened.
There was a small cafe next to the office building, with few