iter looked, it was Miss Ou Yan, Mrs. Song's niece. The girl knew her Seeing their similar ages, could they be friends"Would you like me to get you a chair""No, I'll just say a few words to her and le...After staying in Si Yechen's office for a while, Si Qingxi walked out of the Si Group gate, her face regaining its usual coldness and arrogance.

She was standing at the front door waiting for her driver when a priceless limousine pulled up in front of her. The person inside rolled down the window and spoke in a cold voice, "Si Qingxi, let's talk."

Si Qingxi's eyes held a coldness and disdain, her voice tinged with arrogance. "What qualifications do you have to speak to me"idn't show their face, only their back, and even their voice was specially processed.They faced each other for a while before moving to the employee cafeteria. The person in charge was still only faci...