Qi Yexin stared at the confession letter without touching it, not knowing if he had read its contents. Suddenly, he raised his head and stared at Mu Shuoqian: "What does this mean?"
"It's clearly written above, Old Mr. Qi shouldn't be asking me," Mu Shuoqian lifted his wrist to check the time, "Unfortunately, I have another meeting. In three days, I hope Old Mr. Qi can hand this document over to me, of course, I hope it will be signed by then."
After Mu Shuoqian finished speaking, he stood up, his tall and straight figure instantly lowering the pressure in the office to its minimum. Qi Chuan had something to say, but the words were forced back by his imposing demeanor. It was Qi Chuan's first time engaging so closely with the famously renowned Mu Shuoqian, who was exactly like the rumors described: cold, aloof, and unsociable.
