A soft peel of laughter arose beside her, and although it was faint, Qu Xiaoxiao caught it.
Clutching the papers in her hand, she naturally knew what they were laughing about.
Her face burned with embarrassment; this was the first time she had taken the initiative, and it had ended in failure, with people now laughing at her expense.
With a stony expression, Qu Xiaoxiao clutched her purse and left the meeting room, her high heels clicking angrily on the floor.
No, after all these years, Brother Yibai was still so cold to her.
If things continued this way, all her efforts would be in vain.
Qu Xiaoxiao paused in her steps, then thought of the Pei Family's uncle and auntie and was struck by an idea.
She took out her phone from her bag and called Mrs. Pei.
"Auntie, it's Xiaoxiao," she said.
"Xiaoxiao?" Mrs. Pei didn't recognize her at first.
"Yes, Qu Xiaoxiao," she introduced herself more emphatically.
