As Jian Tan spoke, he seemed to have thought of something. The frown between his brows deepened. "Wei Xi was indeed a friend I valued very much in the past, but wasn't he the one who didn't value our friendship first? I've already seen this very clearly since the end of the gathering yesterday."
"He can choose not to give his blessings to me and Xia Wei, but he can't 'point fingers' in this. I don't like a 'friend' who tries to control me. Tell him this when you go back tomorrow."
After saying this, Jian Tan turned around. Before he left this corner, he only gave Ding Jing a faint warning. "I don't want to see you here in the future. I hope your manager knows this."
Ding Jing's eyes were red as she looked at Jian Tan's departing figure in a daze. After a long while, she seemed to come back to her senses and sat back on the wooden chair.