The smile on Zhang Xiaotong's face didn't fade, nor did her confidence. She stared at her mother and with a shine of assurance, she said, "Ma, you don't have to worry about that project. I will do my best and would not give Dad a reason to complain. But that doesn't mean I can't go to the gathering."
"Xiaotong, you …" Zhang Qian Lan couldn't believe the attitude of her daughter. From when did she start taking her warning so easily. It was like she was no longer concerned about the consequences that would come after her disobedience. What exactly was she thinking of?
"Ma, I will go to that gathering as that would give me a chance to meet Brother FenFen. As for the project and the meeting with the clients, I could just assure you to believe me." Before the mother could say more, Zhang Xiaotong interrupted to say her part with some firmness.
