"You, you're just a harbinger of bad luck! Don't speak nonsense, got it?"
Wang Chao laughed, flicked her little head with his finger and said.
However, the image of that lass Tang Ruoyan still emerged in his mind.
In the company, she was a big figure, with a bunch of big bosses under her hand, none daring to disobey her, keeping them in line honest and earnest.
Lately, Amy had made contact with a noble school, a very top-notch one, full-time, and also very expensive.
Afterwards, Amy sent her to that noble school for further education.
At the noble school, naturally, there were many rules, usually even phone calls were strictly controlled, and he didn't know if the girl was adapting well.
So since Tang Ruoyan flew to England, their communication had been minimal, with not more than two or three voice calls.
"Hearing you talk like this, I really want to know what the girl will be like when she comes back."
