How could she have forgotten, how strategic a person Dan Hanjie was? If she could spot a problem, how could he not know of it?
What was she thinking, worrying about him…
Qin Youxuan pressed her hand against her brow, closed her eyes, started her car, and headed back to the company.
"Has my dad come looking for me?" Qin Youxuan put her car keys in her bag, glancing at her assistant.
"No." The assistant replied respectfully, "Miss, it's lunchtime, would you like me to order something for you?"
"If there are no urgent documents for me to handle, you go ahead and eat. I will go somewhere later." Qin Youxuan glanced at the time. How quickly the morning had passed—it was already noon.
No wonder she hadn't noticed Dan Hanjie's absence for half a month.
"… Then I'll go first." Noting her unusual disposition, the assistant did not dare to inquire further and left with some documents.
