"I...."
Chuxia hadn't had the chance to reply when Xiao Zhao's previously despondent face instantly lit up with vitality, his eyes fixed on her as if she were a savior, "Young Madam, you must be here to see President Shi, right? Please, come in quickly!"
Xiao Zhao, as if fearful she might escape, didn't wait for Chuxia's response and pulled her arm, pushing her into the room without further ado, then added softly, "Young Madam, President Shi is in a really bad mood, please comfort him, I beg of you."
Xiao Zhao pleaded with palms pressed together, yet unhesitatingly cast her into the fire before swiftly closing the door of the office behind her.
Chuxia looked at the closed door and suddenly felt like crying. Were they expecting her to comfort Shi Che when he was in a bad mood? Wouldn't she just make him angrier? It's like she's being set up to be cannon fodder, right?
"Who?"
