Qiu Chengye was furious at Liu Woxing's indifference, but relieved that she knew nothing about what had happened that morning.
So he resumed his superior air and gave a disdainful laugh.
"Liu Woxing, go ahead and be stubborn."
"You could live perfectly well as a rich heiress, but no, you insist on starting a business. What could a woman like you possibly achieve? Face reality before it's too late."
Liu Woxing's gaze faltered slightly. Her fingers instinctively curled into fists, then slowly relaxed.
She looked up and met his eyes calmly.
"Mr. Qiu, I don't know what those rumors from this morning are that you're so desperate to hide. But as far as I'm concerned, what you just said is more disgraceful than anything you've ever done."
Qiu Chengye's expression changed. His smugness turned into humiliated rage. "Liu Woxing, don't make me do this the hard-"
"Mr. Qiu, your delivery." The receptionist's voice interrupted their conversation.
The receptionist hurried over with a courier, who was carrying a box.
"Mr. Qiu, there's a delivery for you. Apparently, it's extremely urgent. It has to be delivered to you personally, and you have to open and inspect it on the spot, or there could be unforeseeable losses. So I brought him straight over to find you."
Qiu Chengye paused, then frowned. "A delivery for me, and I have to sign for it on the spot? Who sent it?"
"Well..." The receptionist looked at the courier.
The courier immediately said, "The sender is anonymous. All I know is that she's a very beautiful woman."
At that, Qiu Chengye's expression began to shift unpredictably.
He glanced at Liu Woxing out of the corner of his eye, smug satisfaction rising within him. He immediately cleared his throat haughtily and took the package.
"All right, then. I