Moreover, I am preparing to participate in the design competition held by Beifeng Group...
She knew that Zheng Keryun and Si Kong Jingqiu, the chairman of Beifeng Group, were friends.[
With just one phone call from him, Luo Xiheng's future will be ruined...
If he really went with Luo Xiheng, it would be equivalent to harming Luo Xiheng——
Not only will it cause him to lose his diploma, which is only one year away from getting it, but it will also cause him to lose a very good opportunity that has become a dream...
Just now, she didn't even think about this, so she packed her luggage and left with Luo Xiheng...
Thinking of this, her whole body shrank like a deflated rubber ball.
It was as if all the strength had been sucked out of his whole body, and he was completely lifeless.
Seeing how ugly her face suddenly became, the servant couldn't help but worry, "Ms. Xia, your face looks ugly, are you okay? Do you want me to notify the family doctor and come over to take a look at you?"
The servant had stayed in the Zheng Mansion for at least fifteen years and knew Zheng Keryun's temper.
Although Mr. Zheng always yells at Miss Xia, has a bad look on his face, and humiliates Miss Xia in front of the servants from time to time, the servants can see that Mr. Zheng still cares about Miss Xia.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to call back immediately after hearing that Ms. Xia did not go to the hotel to report, or even drop work and come back immediately.
"I'm fine." Xia Ruoqi shook her head.
"Miss Xia..." The servant frowned and looked at her with worry on his face.
"I'm really fine." Xia Ruoqi raised her lips, trying to make her smile look more convincing, "I'm a little thirsty, could you please make me a cup of tea?"
Seeing her say this, the servant stopped asking any more questions and fell in love silently.
After the servant left, the smile on Xia Ruoqi's face disappeared immediately.
She took a small step back and closed the door.
Then, he leaned against the door, slid down slowly, and stared at the luggage bag between the closet and the wall with a tired face.
The next second, the phone that had stopped ringing started ringing again.