"Ma Ningyuan, you're shameless!" Su Qian's face turned pale. "The President will never compromise! She won't let you get away with this!"
"Is that so?" Far from embarrassed, Ma Ningyuan looked Su Qian up and down with interest. "I'm merely proposing a fair trade. I never said I'd force her."
"The choice is in her hands. If she doesn't want to, that's fine." Ma Ningyuan waved a dismissive hand and made a welcoming gesture. "She can leave whenever she wants. I guarantee I won't stop her!"
"President, let's go!" Su Qian glared at Ma Ningyuan and grabbed Lin Qingyue's arm. "We'll find another way! This can be resolved!"
But to her dismay, Lin Qingyue didn't move.
"President!"
"Su Qian, you should go. Don't worry about me." Lin Qingyue, her face devoid of expression, shook her head and pressed her lips together. "The Lin Family is the life's work of two generations, my grandparents and my father. I can't watch it fall, especially not because of me."
