Song Nuanyi sneered in her heart.
Happy? The word happiness was too extravagant. She never dared to think about it. She only hoped that in this life, she could take revenge, protect the people who really treated her well, and allow them to be safe and healthy.
She avoided Wu Chaotian's hand and picked up her bag, using it to block his hand. "Let's call it a day. The follow-up contract will be connected to my assistant."
Her lips curled into a smile, but there was no smile in her eyes. "I hope Director Wu won't disappoint me tomorrow."
Song Nuanyi was about to call Assistant Chen to pick her up, but just as she found her phone number, she suddenly remembered that Qiao Kang must be connecting with Assistant Chen in Europe, so she turned off her phone and hailed a taxi.
Not long after the car left, the driver took the initiative to chat with Song Nuanyi. "You look a little familiar."
Song Nuanyi smiled. "Maybe I have a common face."
