A Call Invitation
Hong Fei did not say much about it either. After all, he had been the one to authorize that matter.
He had said that if the situation on Shen Wuxiao's side proved difficult to resolve, they should withdraw for the time being.
Hexi really had withdrawn.
She was genuinely busy too—busy making crucian carp tofu soup.
No matter what she did, she could not recreate the flavor of the one she had drunk in the capital.
At the same time, Shen Wuxiao had not replied to her messages for nearly a day and a night.
When he had seen her off at the airport, he had clearly looked reluctant to part with her, full of deep affection.
Before they parted, he had even held her and kissed her fiercely, tongues entwined.
He had been the one who asked her to message him once she got back safely.
Yet he had brushed her off with a single "Oh."
Was his heart really made of stone?
So hard!
He was simply a bastard.
Stop thinking about him!
Just as Hexi was preparing to stroll through the garden to clear her mind, a call came in.
She had wanted to hang up directly.
But when she saw "President Tao" on the display, she answered it anyway.
"Hello..."
"President Hexi, hello..."
A gentle, sweet voice sounded from the other end.
"President Tao, is something the matter?" The delicate furrow between Hexi's brows eased.
She hated talking to men, because those bastards were terribly long-winded.
It was as if they deliberately wanted to listen to her voice a little longer.
Since the other party was a woman, it did not matter.
"I wanted to ask whether you have time. I would like to apply regarding Tao Corporation joining the Yancheng Chamber of