Inside the apartment
As the security door closed, the smell of hot pot still lingered in the air. The three of them stood inside, and the atmosphere inexplicably turned strange.
"Second Boss, Boss Yun, please have a seat first, I'll tidy up a bit." Ruan Mengxi had greasy hands and couldn't entertain the guests.
Qi Zeyan glanced at the dining table, noticing flowers and wine. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone wearing his slippers, and he instantly felt extremely displeased.
"I'll open the window to air it out a bit," Yun Hezhi said.
The room was heated, so the smell of hot pot would definitely linger for a long time.
"Sure." Ruan Mengxi's voice came from the kitchen.
Qi Zeyan was thinking about how to deal with the man in front of him. After all, he and Ruan Mengxi were nothing at the moment—at most, he was her work supervisor, and not even the main boss.
To his surprise, Yun Hezhi gestured for him to follow him to the window, clearly inviting him to talk.
