The crowd dispersed, and the manager helped qu Huai up. I'll send you back.
Qu Huaian had just taken a step when his knee hit the chair next to him, and he moaned in pain.
The manager had also drunk quite a bit. When she turned around to ask what was going on, someone had already removed her hand and clasped qu Huaian's shoulder. I'll send her back.
The manager's eyes widened as he looked at the man's face. He stuttered, " t-President Xie Wanwan.
Xie tingxi directly carried qu Huaian in his arms, glanced at her indifferently, and walked towards the door.
The manager's muddled mind sobered up and she hurriedly chased after her to stop her. President Xie, you can't take her away.
Although he was an investor, he had to protect his own artiste since CEO Wen had handed qu Huaian over to him.
A young man taking the initiative to send a woman back, and a drunk woman at that, it was obvious that he had bad intentions.
