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Inside An Qing's conference room, Yue Ling sat in the main seat at the long white table as the board of directors sat at the sides. She scans the faces of these people, each person looking at the documents in front of them.

Liu Yilong sat closest to her on the right. He stares at the papers, and three lines appear between his eyebrows.

Liu Shan passed them a folder when they sat in the conference room. However, this folder was not your regular document.

Instead, it contained a full detail of the changes Yue Ling planned to make for An Qing.

He finishes reading the last page, closes the folder, and looks at her with an unexplainable expression.

Yue Ling notices his gaze and slightly tilts her head in his direction. She didn't smile, but there was no malice on her face.

"Is there something you would like to express, Mr. Liu?"