It happened again, a sense of unease prickling washed over her. His words, seemingly benign, felt laden with hidden meaning. She took a slow breath, and forced a polite smile. "Well, I hope you get what you're looking for, then," she replied, her tone neutral, hoping to close the conversation.
But Yin Hao only nodded, a look of dark amusement dancing in his eyes. "Oh, don't worry about me. I usually do."
Li Na kept her tone as light as possible, though she could feel his intensity simmering just below the surface. She asserted with high intensity back, to relent him, "It's getting late, and I should get back," she said with a polite smile, hoping to end the conversation. She added, "Otherwise, I might unintentionally worry my manager."