Xian Shun arrived the next day waiting outside the CEO's office near the reception area. She was tapping on her laptop's keyboard with nervousness gripping her fingertips.
Ah come on! I don't want to ruin my makeup by sweating!
"I won't show any weakness in front of Chen Zixin," her nostrils flared in defiance.
Thinking of the last exchange of aggression between them last year, her face reddened with embarrassment. "This time, I won't give him any chance to complain and point fingers. I know he only agreed to this meeting because he wouldn't want to offend Dad."
She narrowed her eyes. "But I will prove to him that I am more than just my Dad's political influence."
Even though she said that, the drumming of her heart was a different matter altogether.
