If this was normal, Yun Qiao might not be so sensitive.
But the landlady's words reminded her.
In the eyes of some people, a girl like her who had some looks, was young but was very poor was destined to be met with malice from the world. It was as if she was born to be used!
A trace of stubbornness surfaced in her eyes as she said coldly, "What if I don't forget?"
"Then, I'm sorry, Miss Yun. You'll have a taste of despair in your life." Secretary Zhong laughed coldly.
As he spoke, he glanced sideways at the phone screen in his hand.
Ahem, ahem, ahem. Those were lines from a novel about a big chairman that Nangong Wanwan helped him find just now and were quite practical. He had done many important things for the president in his life, but he had never frightened a young girl before.
