章 89: How could you not give me face?

"Wait a moment."

Wen Ran smiled at him, got up, walked over to the bed, opened the drawer, and pulled out a planning proposal.

A flicker of light shone in Mo Xiuchen's eyes, and he narrowed them slightly, leaning his head and picked up a piece of egg with his chopsticks to feed himself.

When Wen Ran returned with the planning proposal, her smile looked a bit forced, she sat back down on the sofa, and spread out the proposal on the solid wood coffee table. She then introduced it to Mo Xiuchen, "This is a proposal from Xiaoxiao's father's company. She asked me to show it to you. No matter what the outcome, as long as you've read it, that's all that matters to her."

Under Mo Xiuchen's gaze, Wen Ran's smile turned rigid, seemingly afraid that he might get angry. She clarified her stance right from the start, that it wasn't necessary for him to collaborate with Xiaoxiao's father's company, but rather to give them an opportunity.