Did Mr. Huo call to explain things to her?
For a moment, a myriad of thoughts flashed through Qiao Xi's mind. She mustered her courage, ready to clear up the doubts buried in her heart.
And so.
Qiao Xi pressed the answer button and spoke with a normal tone, "Hello, Mr. Huo."
"Young Madam, hello, this is Chen Xun."
A strange male voice came through the phone, and Qiao Xi felt an indescribable sense of loss.
It wasn't him.
"Hello."
"Recently, President Huo will have a secret meeting with the Zhong Family. The Zhong Family is cautious and will use a signal blocker in the hotel. President Huo likely won't have many opportunities to contact you, so if there's anything, it's best to wait until he returns home," said Chen Xun formally.
"Oh, I see," Qiao Xi said, her eyes downcast. Chen Xun's meaning was clear—don't call him during this period.
Then did he know about the interview with the Xingyue Foundation online?
