As his voice faded, a pale mist swept in, separating the two of them.
As if pushed on the shoulders by a pair of large, invisible hands, Jiang Qingli stumbled back and fell into a cool embrace.
Pale, slender fingers wrapped unerringly around her waist, lifting her and placing her to the side.
Without so much as a glance at Baili Jing, Ye Linyuan took Jiang Qingli's hand and started walking toward the conference room.
'Hey, this snake is way too bossy!'
Just as Jiang Qingli was about to speak, Ye Linyuan scoffed, "If you want to be late, keep it up."
Jiang Qingli was speechless.
Baili Jing said gently, "Baby, the meeting is what's important. I'm fine."
As the one whose declaration of affection had been interrupted, Baili Jing showed no sign of dissatisfaction. He simply smiled, walked to Jiang Qingli's other side, and took her other hand, lacing their fingers tightly together.
Jiang Qingli's lips curved into a smile for him.
