The next morning, Nan Qiyu's driver and agent arrived.
He was eating at the time, and Rong Shang was sitting opposite him.
The man ate his meal quietly, his expression cold throughout, without uttering a single word.
Now, Rong Shang distinguishes the three personalities based on their individual traits.
One is cool, one is cute, and one is fiery.
Wow, that's really split personality.
"Smack!"
At this moment, the man opposite her put down his chopsticks. Rong Shang raised her eyes and glanced at him. He just happened to take a tissue from the table, elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth, and stood up, preparing to leave.
Rong Shang did not follow them out.
However, as her gaze followed him, a figure outside rushed towards him.
Several meters away, Rong Shang heard Tong Yilin say in her sweet, coquettish voice, "Mr. Nan, could you please sign your name for me?"
Rong Shang raised an eyebrow, “…”
She quickly grabbed several tissues to wipe her mouth and was about to leave.
Then Nan Qiyu refused, saying, "Sorry, I'm in a hurry."
"Really? But last time—"
"Excuse me, may I pass?" Nan Qiyu said expressionlessly. He glanced coldly at the woman who was blocking his way, then stepped aside and walked out by stepping over the flowerpots on the ground.
Tong Yilin was left alone on the spot, clutching the hem of her skirt.
Oh my god, how embarrassing!
"Tong Yilin".
With her face flushed, Tong Yilin stood there at a loss for what to do when Rong Shang's cold voice came from the dining room.
She glanced inside, pursed her lips, and a fleeting hint of displeasure crossed her face as she lowered her eyes.
...
"Young Miss, what's wrong?"
"I have something I want to discuss with you." Rong Shang had already finished eating, but she hadn't gotten up yet and was sitting there looking at her phone.
Tong Yilin glanced at her, then subconsciously glanced at her lit-up phone screen.
Although they were far apart and she couldn't see very clearly, she still said, "Miss, please feel free to give me any instructions."
"Um."
With a click, Rong Shang put down her phone. She looked up and said calmly, "My great-uncle hasn't been feeling well lately. His family members are always working away from home and don't have time to take care of him. I've been thinking, why don't you pack your things and go take care of him over there these next few days?"
Ye Zhaoxue's great-uncle?
Upon hearing this, Tong Yilin's expression changed drastically.
That shameless old pervert?
Everyone knows that the Ye family also has an old man in his seventies who is incredibly lecherous because he is rich.
From women in their fifties to those in their twenties, he has flirted with women of every age.
It's fair to say that he was the nightmare of women in S City.
Now that Ye Zhaoxue wants her to take care of that old man, what is her true intention? Even without thinking, she knows that she wants to kill her.
Terrified, Tong Yilin's lips turned deathly pale. "Miss, can I...can I not go?"
"Not going?" Rong Shang raised an eyebrow. "What? Is it too much of a burden for you to take care of my uncle?"
"Tong Yilin, don't forget, you're just a servant," she reminded her.
Tong Yilin bit her lower lip; she was furious.
She couldn't believe it; she couldn't believe that Ye Zhaoxue hadn't heard of her great-uncle's "heroic" deeds.
"Young Miss..."
Before he could say anything more, the person in front of him pushed back his chair and stood up. "Alright, hurry up and pack your luggage. I'll have the driver take you there this afternoon."
After speaking, Rong Shang picked up her phone and left without even glancing at her.
Tong Yilin trembled uncontrollably. She closed her eyes and clenched her fists at her sides.
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