When Gu Chenxiao saw her like this, his expression looked somewhat hurt, "Are you not quite satisfied with my service just now?"
Song Yan: "..."
How should she put it?
If she dared to say she was dissatisfied, she feared he would drag her back into the car and torment her harshly again.
But to say she was satisfied would be too against her conscience.
The space inside the car was so small, her legs were still sore and numb to the point of unbearable discomfort.
Meeting his expectant gaze, Song Yan gave a thumbs up with both hands and praised, "Satisfied, very satisfied, Mr. Gu is the best!"
It was only then that Gu Chenxiao gave a satisfied chuckle. He got out of the car, leaned against it, and then broached the main topic.
"I've heard about the situation Song Corporation is encountering, someone is sabotaging from behind, and it must be someone who left your company."
