The oppressive atmosphere in the CEO's office reached its peak at this moment, as if a cold air stream had surged into it. Though the aura appeared balanced, an undeniable chill seemed to seep into everyone's bones.
"Tell the men shadowing the young madam to remove the surveillance house across the street immediately," Gu Jingchen stood, his towering figure exuding authority, his voice so cold and commanding that Rong Hao felt an urge to cry on the spot. Without another word, Gu Jingchen strode toward the door with big steps.
"Why would…" Rong Hao turned his head, his expression tinged with confusion. The big boss was so concerned about the young madam that having full surveillance would allow them to monitor her every move completely. So why remove it?
But before "why" could fully escape his lips, Rong Hao pursed his mouth shut sharply, almost regretting the impulsive urge that made him want to slap himself across the face. Good grief!
