Qiao Zheng, accompanied by his bodyguards, hastily packed up the shop's items and scurried away in disgrace.
The glass door of the shop had been smashed, and it would only be repaired in the afternoon. So Ruan Qi decided to give the staff a half-day off and distributed red envelopes to calm their nerves.
After sorting out the situation, Ruan Qi tiptoed over to Nie Beilou.
"Master..."
Nie Beilou glanced at her coldly.
Ruan Qi felt guilty and shrank her neck, batting her innocent big eyes and tugged at the sleeve of his shirt.
"Master, Xiao Qi missed you so much, I couldn't eat or sleep, and I've even lost weight..."
Nie Beilou let out a half-laugh, half-snort, "You may have lost weight, but your courage has certainly grown."
"..." The young girl got so rebuffed by her own master that she let out a gulp.
Just as she was about to continue playing the sympathy card, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"What happened?"
