Shi Qianxi didn't take Duan Xueying back to school. After they arrived at the hotel, she got out of the car and instructed Duan Xueying, who had switched to the driver's seat, to drive safely on the road.
Truly a good sister.
Duan Xueying drove away.
Entering the hotel and returning to her room, Shi Qianxi took off her high heels and immediately called someone's number.
"Doo-doo-doo..."
The call mechanically sounded.
The person on the other end might have been busy, or perhaps hesitating.
Shi Qianxi was very patient.
Eventually, the call ended automatically because nobody answered.
According to her past temperament, she certainly would have unleashed her signature move: a relentless series of calls. But the Shi Qianxi of now wasn't in any hurry.
She took off her blazer, placed her mobile phone on the computer desk that came with the hotel room, and surprisingly began to sit down and deal with official business.
About ten minutes later, her phone rang.
