It was 4pm when Luosang received a call from Murong Cheng while studying. "Sangsang, when are you free? Let's go shopping soon. You can bring along Nian Xi."
Luosang was flattered that the CEO of Zhong Zhou Group Corporation had personally given her a call. "Auntie, this…"
"From Junting's tone yesterday, I can tell that he's certain about you. Given this, I think we should foster a closer relationship, shouldn't we?" Murong Cheng said cheerily. "How about tomorrow? I heard that you are taking a break. I'm not too busy at the moment, either. Let me know what you would like to buy. Having thought about it, I do feel sorry for you. You lost your family at a young age. Let me provide you with the warmth of a family."
"…"
These words seemed familiar, somehow.
"That does it, then. See you tomorrow." Murong Cheng hung up. Luosang slowly regained her senses. She was beginning to understand where Nian Junting had inherited his dramatism from.
