Seeing Jiangg Ning's reddened eyes and the tears welling up, ready to fall, Jiangg Ruxue fell silent. But her shoulders remained tense, not yet fully free from the emotions of their argument.
For a moment, the office was terrifyingly silent, the only sound the faint whisper of breathing.
The silence was broken by a few more sobs from Jiangg Ning. As she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, Chen Yuan finally snapped out of it, quickly pulling a tissue from his pocket and pressing it into her hand.
Jiangg Ruxue shot Chen Yuan a glance.
Perhaps because an outsider was present, Jiangg Ruxue, who had always cared deeply about her reputation, felt utterly humiliated to be scolded like this. Her face was ashen, and while not quite contorted with rage, it was far from a pretty sight.
