Of course, it was just a thought.
Jiang Xinghai couldn't possibly be so brazen as to try anything in broad daylight.
After all, this was the first time he and Qin Shuang had met.
What had just happened was merely a misunderstanding, a bit of accidental friction between them.
Since Qin Shuang hadn't reacted, it would be completely out of line if he did.
'How could they possibly face each other again?'
And so, in a moment of unspoken agreement, neither of them reacted.
They maintained the seemingly refined posture in silence until they finally reached the conference room.
The conference room had already been fully renovated.
Aside from a sofa that had yet to be moved in, an oval conference table and a dozen or so chairs were already in place.
"Here, have a seat on the conference table and rest. I'll treat your swollen ankle."
Jiang Xinghai slowly turned his back to the conference table and gently set Qin Shuang down on it.
