Xiao Ran put down the phone, and with a very calm demeanor, he met the inquiring gazes of everyone around him. According to their usual routine, by this time, Mu Shuoqian would already be seated here.
But now, as the meeting time approached, he still hadn't shown up.
Xiao Ran straightened his collar and spoke with an earnest expression, "Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize, but today's meeting is cancelled. Young Master Qian is... suffering from a stomachache."
An illness that could prevent Mu Shuoqian from attending a meeting must be serious.
Therefore, Mu Shuoqian sat on the sofa, a picture of composure, as he received a myriad of kind inquiries from senior management. After taking several calls, the expression on his face remained impassive. Gu Qili truly wanted to sneak up and punch him to see if he had developed facial paralysis syndrome.
She carefully placed the warm porridge in front of him, saying, "Eat up."
