Xia Sha would be mad if she knew Guan Xian possessed so many shares of her company in his pocket. Lucky for Guan Xian, neither Xia Qi Feng nor Xia Sha aware of his father's doing.
Rather than being alerted, she is getting furious from five minutes ago. Tapping the porcelain glass of her coffee, she scoffed lowly.
Is Xiao Zhan tried to annoy her to death? The sight of him is enough to irritate her, but he dares to come late. Xiao Zhan is courting death.
Waiting for another round of minutes, the figure she waited for appearing before her eyes wearing a baby blue shirt. She rolls her eyes and gestures him to sit.
"You are early," he smiled nervously.
"We agreed on lunchtime. Lunch is at twelve, and it's twelve passed seven minutes now," Xia Sha replied coldly. She didn't even bother to show a polite smile.
