Aside from himself, no one else in this world will do!
Qiao Xiguan clenched her fingers, a rage she couldn't articulate oppressed her chest as she spoke into the phone's microphone, "Tonight at 7, Jianghuang Grand Hotel."
"Don't stand me up."
After that, they both hung up.
Qiao Xiguan didn't understand why her emotions swung so wildly when facing Qi Lingfeng?!
Was she still pleading for her past self?!
Or was it the deep-seated "feelings" for him that were always there?
She frowned and turned to look at the screen, at the contents of the document, trying to calm herself down, slowly regaining her composure.
"Manager Qiao," milk knocked on the door, accompanied by her somewhat flustered voice.
"Come in, what's happened?" Qiao Xiguan raised her eyebrows.
"Yu Luowei is crying in the conference room. She seems to have been wronged, right in front of all the marketing managers," milk said, pushing the door open and speaking urgently.
Qiao Xiguan's brows tightened.