'Rong Qi is still angry at home, and now I had another offense. How am I going to explain this to her?' Ye Nanshen thought. His Adam's apple slid, and due to his weakness, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Where's Rong Qi?" he asked.
"Uh... She's probably back at Clearcreek Mansion," said Lu Chengzhou. He stared at Ye Nanshen's expression, thinking that he was suspecting something, and nervously replied.
"Is there anything you want with Rong Qi?" Lu Chengzhou asked.
"Nothing. You should go. I'm not going to the company today. Tell Gu Ziye and Zhuang Ling that I'm a bit tired and will go back to Clearcreek Mansion first." Ye Nanshen pressed his painful forehead and said.
