"What are you talking about? It's not your fault," Qin Zhimei was dealing with her, those unruly scions. Even though Lu Weixi took good care of her, Qin Zhimei still found ways to catch her off guard.
"I'm really sorry, so..." This situation I'm in, it must be retribution for me, right?
"Are you okay? Why do I feel like you're a bit off right now?"
"What's wrong with me? I'm fine, I'm safe. Grandpa doesn't blame me, neither does Qin Zhiyou. He's always been on my side. Work is also stable, the boss said he won't fire me. And the designer I'm collaborating with, just half an hour ago, was still sending me messages, sharing work experiences with me. It's you I'm worried about, Qin Zhimei hasn't achieved what she wanted and might still target you, so be careful."
Lu Weixi spoke a great deal all at once, and just then another call came in; it was from her mother. She quickly said, "I can't talk anymore, my mom is calling me too. We'll get in touch if there's anything else."
