Gong Zhensen walked through the door yesterday with a gloomy face.
Chi Xiaoyu thought he would find her as displeasing as Jiang Chuyun did.
But that didn't seem to be the case.
Gong Zhensen was very polite to her.
Under the warm light, the three of them each took a seat on the sofa. Gong Zhensen occasionally asked a question or two, mostly about Chi Xiaoyu's childhood.
Chi Xiaoyu recounted what she could remember in general, and omitted what she couldn't recall clearly.
However, it was clear Gong Zhensen not only didn't reject her but also seemed to appreciate her.
"Fashion design? That's quite good; you could be a great help to Beiming at the company in the future."
"Thank you for the compliment, Uncle. I'll work hard."
