Before she could finish speaking, Qin Xuan picked up a glass of champagne and handed it to her, saying in a serious tone, "Isn't relaxing a serious matter?"

Fu Hange grew increasingly frightened. Qin Xuan sat down in the spiral chair, and unlike Fu Hange who had just sat down, he didn't feel dizzy at all; he sat down quite steadily.

Qin Xuan took a sip of champagne: "You see, how can we have the mind to talk about these trivial business matters if we don't get enough rest?"

Fu Hange stood expressionless in front of him, as if the blood in her body had been replaced, and she could hardly walk, as if she were not her own.

Qin Xuan touched the cup she was holding and then gestured for her to proceed.

Fu Hange nodded stiffly, her trembling hand slowly bringing it to her lips. She choked and coughed as soon as she took a sip.

Qin Xuan quickly pulled out a tissue and handed it to her, then leaned close to her face and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

Startled, she took two steps back, grabbed the paper, and hastily wiped her face, her voice trembling, "N-nothing..."

Fu Hange looked at the old man staring at her with a lecherous look, and secretly thought to herself that it was a good thing she didn't wear the dress Bai Xin had given her today, otherwise Qin Xuan would probably have already taken advantage of her.

Fu Hange tried to stall for time, nervously walked to the sofa and sat down. Pretending to be calm, she took out a stack of manuscripts and handed them to Qin Xuan: "President Qin, these are the design ideas for our Mingheng wedding rings. Do you think you are interested in cooperating with us?"

Qin Xuan took it, frowned as he looked at the wedding ring design drafts, and then flipped through a few more pages.

Fu Hange saw that he seemed dissatisfied, but she was secretly delighted. If he had no intention of cooperating, then she could leave with the design drafts.

To everyone's surprise, Qin Xuan held up the design draft and exclaimed, "Miss Xu, your design is so creative! I've never seen such thoughtfulness before. Can you tell me who designed it?"

Fu Hange was shocked. The smile that had just appeared on her lips froze instantly, and she was still uneasy: "Our CEO Gu designed it."

Qin Xuan responded with an "Oh," then nodded and picked up the design draft to look at it.

Although Qin Xuan looked solemn, Fu Hange could tell that he actually admired Gu Yuan's work very much, constantly praising it with a furrowed brow, as if he had discovered a priceless treasure.

As dusk approached and the crimson glow on the horizon was about to fade, Fu Hange grew increasingly fearful. Seeing Qin Xuan still studying the design draft, she picked up her bag and took a gamble: "Mr. Qin, it's getting dark, I'll be going now?"

Qin Xuan seemed to snap out of his reverie: "Since it's so late, why don't you stay the night? It's not safe to go home alone, and besides, it's hard to get a taxi at this hour."

Fu Hange was almost terrified when she heard this. She hadn't been able to relax since she arrived in the afternoon, and now that Qin Xuan said he couldn't get a taxi, she felt even more helpless.

She used the opportunity to stall for time: "Mr. Qin, where is your bathroom?"

Qin Xuan pointed out the location to her, and she immediately took out her phone after hiding in the bathroom. For some reason, the first thing she thought of was to call Gu Yuan.

But the call remained unanswered. She was on the verge of tears, trying to calm herself. She called Xu Yi again, but coincidentally, his phone was switched off.

She was so angry she wanted to throw her phone away, but reason told her she couldn't. She was just about to call Liu Yunqi when the low battery warning rang at an inopportune moment. She wanted to call while the battery was still low, but as if by magic, her phone suddenly died.