It has to be said that the people around Ou Shao are all quite shrewd. Even an old butler can instantly grasp her weakness.
"Sigh..." Luo Xiaoyi hesitated, not daring to look directly into Butler Zhao's sorrowful eyes. She lowered her eyelids, already wavering, and was now caught in a bitter struggle.
"Young Madam, isn't your close friend, Luo Bin, being abused too? How can you not bow down to Young Master Ou this time? Actually, sometimes men are like willful children in front of the women they like. Can you just take pity on him and treat him like a child?"
Butler Zhao quickly seized the opportunity, thinking that with this girl's kind and compassionate nature, she would surely be able to accomplish this great mission.
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Trying to appease a child? I wish Ou Zihan were a child! I really want to beat him up right now! To vent my anger!
"Okay, I'll give it a try." Luo Xiaoyi bit her pale lips, her voice slightly weak. She finally made up her mind. She couldn't let her so-called pride cause the deaths of two innocent people. She would feel guilty to death if she did!
This was just a temporary concession; once this matter was resolved, she would definitely leave Ou Shao, that devil, she comforted herself.
"Young Madam, you've worked hard." Butler Zhao was overjoyed. He had finally persuaded the girl. This girl was really stubborn. No wonder she made the young master so angry all day long.
She was the only woman who ever angered the young master to this extent.
I wonder if she is Bai Zhi or not? Butler Zhao looked at her with deep eyes. She looks very similar, and her temperament is also similar. But why can't she remember anything from the past?
In the past, Bai Zhi was quite close to this old man and knew that Qian Rui was his goddaughter. Now, although she was polite, there was a certain distance between them. He sighed, wondering when the young mistress would remember the past.
"Young Madam, are you hungry? Breakfast is ready." Butler Zhao looked concerned, noticing that the young madam's face was too pale and she sounded weak and listless.
"Okay, bring it up. I'm going to the restroom, I'll eat when I come out." Luo Xiaoyi's voice was weak and listless; she needed to eat properly to have the energy.
Butler Zhao quickly instructed the servants to bring in the dishes.
Luo Xiaoyi glanced at the dishes and saw there were more than twenty dishes, plus several kinds of porridge. "Butler Zhao, why did you prepare so many dishes? How can I eat all of this by myself? In the future, just prepare two dishes, don't go to so much trouble." She felt that this was too wasteful, and that this wasted food was many times better than the leftovers she used to eat at home.
"Young Madam, that won't do. This is what Young Master Ou ordered. He said you're weak right now and need to get proper nutrition. If we make you a couple of dishes and Young Master Ou finds out, he'll think I'm deliberately mistreating you, and he'll kill me!"
Butler Zhao looked tense, as if he could already see Young Master Ou's angry and terrifying expression. His eyes immediately revealed fear.
"Oh, okay then." Luo Xiaoyi said with a helpless expression.
Does this man truly care for her that much? Then why is he sometimes so devilish? She asked herself, "I haven't done anything wrong, have I?"
Right now, there's no time to worry about who's right or wrong; saving lives is the priority. She didn't even have time to eat before calling Young Master Ou.
She slowly picked up her iPhone from the bedside table, not because the phone was heavy, but because of her heavy heart. The phone seemed unusually heavy in her hands today.
She found Ou Zihan's phone number in the phone book, hesitated for a few seconds, quickly composed herself, and pretended to be a gentle and demure woman.
She had prepared her lines for a coquettish and conciliatory tone: "Young Master Ou, what happened between Lin Hongyu and me that day was actually a misunderstanding..." She was going to start with that, hoping that Young Master Ou wouldn't hold a grudge about what happened that day.
This way, she would have a chance to plead for Luo Bin and the others. She finally made up her mind and gently slid her slender index finger down the dial button.
The phone rang with Ou Zihan's ringtone: "The familiar face in my dreams... I won't let go." What? Did Ou Zihan change her ringtone? Wasn't it a cheerful song before?
Now, the ringtone has been changed to the song "Myth," such a melancholic song? The face of the person in my dream? Is it Bai Zhi? "Never letting go" means never forgetting Bai Zhi?
A wave of unbearable bitterness washed over her... What had she done wrong? Why had fate placed her in such an awkward situation?
Unfortunately, the ringtone rang for a long time, making her feel increasingly melancholy, sad, and bitter...
On the other end of the phone, Ou Zihan was holding a meeting with executives in a grand conference room. In this place that symbolized the power and wealth of Country A, Ou Zihan's handsome face, slender figure, and every gesture exuded a commanding imperial aura.
He had poured his heart and soul into this acquisition of a major biotech company, explaining the meticulous plan and detailed strategy in a way that impressed the executives. The atmosphere in the meeting room was tense; because President Ou had been in a bad mood lately, everyone was extremely cautious, afraid of becoming collateral damage!
Ou Zihan's private phone rang. He glanced at the number; it was Luo Xiaoyi. A flicker of relief crossed his dark eyes, but it quickly turned to rage. That damned woman! She was actually thinking about another man while she was right next to him! The thought sent a shiver down his spine, as if a thousand venomous insects were gnawing at his heart…
He won't answer the phone!
The meeting was almost over. "Meeting adjourned!" Ou Zihan's somewhat irritated voice rang out, and the executives in the conference room immediately burst into enthusiastic applause.
Although the meeting resembled a denunciation session, with President Ou belittling them one by one like peasants fighting landlords in the old society, they still applauded him with great appreciation. This is the power of power and the power of wealth. More importantly, although President Ou is young and has a bad temper, he truly has the talent to create a world.
Amidst applause and praise, President Ou left the conference room.
No one is answering Luo Xiaoyi's phone? Does Ou Zihan not want to answer her calls? If he doesn't want to answer her calls, why did he send so many people to take care of her? Is he crazy?
She didn't believe it and dialed the number again. The ringtone continued to ring mournfully for a long time, but no one answered. Was he busy? Or did he really not want to talk to her?
On the other end of the phone, Ou Zihan glanced at his phone again with his deep black eyes, then slid his long index finger across the screen and hung up with a 'ding'!
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