Ruan Qi left the office building just in time for lunch.
The hungry girl hurried into the canteen, grabbed a bowl of rice, and sat down at the table with Su Ai and a few others.
"What did Instructor Xi want with you?" Su Ai asked with a gossipy wiggle of her eyebrows, "You were gone all morning. What were you two doing?"
Ruan Qi, who had just taken a bite of her meal, nearly choked.
She glanced at Wei Jiaming, who seemed to wish he could move his chair three meters away from Su Ai, and spat out a string of ellipses from her mouth.
Su Ai still looked at her with sparkling eyes.
Ruan Qi sighed wearily and made up an excuse, "My agent was looking for me, but I didn't have my phone. Instructor Xi took me to see my agent."
Su Ai didn't believe her for a second.
She might not know that Instructor Xi, but she knew Gu Feiyang.
The young master of Imperial Capital, the reclusive boss of "Fashion" Magazine, the diamond bachelor that every wealthy maiden wished to throw herself at.
