"Indeed, he said… about the document leakage concerning you, he wants to tell you a truth."
Mr. Xicheng frowned slightly, mulling it over.
"Fine then, I'll listen. What's this 'truth'?"
"Should I ask him to come over?"
Mr. Xicheng nodded, and Xun Yang immediately relayed the address to Ji Mo on the other end of the phone.
An hour later, Ji Mo's car appeared outside the gates of Mr. Xicheng's small manor; the gate doors automatically parted, and Ji Mo drove in, stopping outside the villa.
Xun Yang stood on the steps, smiling and making a welcoming gesture.
"Mr. Xicheng is waiting for you in the living room."
"Thank you for your trouble."
Carrying a case, Ji Mo got out of the car and followed him into the living room.
Inside the living room, Mr. Xicheng, clad in loose-fitting sportswear, reclined lazily on the sofa. Seeing Ji Mo, he just jerked his chin upward.
"Director Ji, please have a seat!"
Xun Yang brought over two cups of coffee, setting one before each of them.