This time, Chu Xi said nothing, her face looking as foul as dripping water.
She stood in place without moving, and suddenly her phone rang.
With a sullen gaze, she glanced at the caller ID and slowly picked up the call, "Hello. Butler? Hmm, Mrs. Jiang can't make it because she's busy? Can I ask what Mrs. Jiang is busy with? No, I just purely want to see if I can help out. Oh, alright, I got it. Bye-bye."
She hung up the phone, her face looking extremely unpleasant, holding the phone tightly with both hands as if she wanted to crush it, exerting so much force that the veins on the back of her hand were bulging.
The assistant had rarely seen her lose composure in public and quietly pulled at her, "Xi, calm down, there are many reporters here, in case we run into them."
