"She won't, but her daddy Li Neng will. Li Neng has probably already assigned the Li Family's most capable elite team to her. The Li Family's think tank, combined with his financial backing and Mi Yao's unique designs, really is a case of Qian Duoduo."
Li Qianrui muttered as if it were a matter of course, "The boss is just there to count money, after all. If I did all the servant's tasks, wouldn't I be stealing their jobs? I'm not that cruel."
Saying this, Li Qianrui pushed the man on top of her away. "Get off me, you're so heavy I could die. I'm going back to my parents' house first."
She walked out of the villa's gate, her figure graceful with luggage in hand.
Zhou Jin leaned into the sofa with a sleepy look in his eyes, remembering Li Qianrui, and a dispassionate smile curved his lips.
...
A week later.
Zhou Jin sat in an extended luxury business car, his eyes intently scanning the documents on his lap.
