Since she didn't care, he did not care to help her either!
Tang Yuchen sneered coldly, "Yes, it's none of my business, and I damn well won't bother! If you're capable, go get back the thirty percent yourself!"
Without him, let alone thirty percent, she wouldn't be able to get even one percent.
An Ruo's gaze flickered slightly; she knew her words had been somewhat harsh. But his refusal to listen to her and his stubbornness were equally excessive.
She looked down indifferently and said, "I'll handle it myself."
It didn't matter that he wasn't helping; she had never planned on relying on him anyway.
The man suddenly chuckled, his tone laced with mockery, "Fine, I'll wait for you to handle it yourself. An Ruo, don't blame me for not warning you, you will someday regret your actions today."
His words were implicit, but An Ruo couldn't understand them at all.
And with that, Tang Yuchen really washed his hands off the matter.
