Xi Chenxiao's expression was cold. He had intended to give Su Jin a design drawing but it seemed like this little mute did not need it at all.
Xi Tian, who was standing by the door, heard everything and quietly retracted his hand that was about to knock on the door.
Madam's words just now, were they an indirect way of saying that the chairman was an old man and did not deserve to be with her at all?
Su Jin felt the mood change as she ate the pastries. She glanced at Xi Chenxiao and typed on her phone. Text-to-voice said,
"Boss, why aren't you saying anything? Will the designer be dead by the time I got rich?"
Xi Chenxiao was silent. He was about to lose his mind. Why did he bring this idiot here?
He was kind enough to buy her pastries to cheer her up but she cursed him like this?
"Kid, don't you know how to tell fortunes? Why don't you figure out yourself if he'd be dead by then?"
