But at this moment, Liang Rou didn't feel like flirting with Qi Hao at all. Just thinking about Sheng Hong finding another woman behind her mother's back, that she might not become his only child, and that Sheng Group might end up having nothing to do with her, made Liang Rou's heart ache as if it had been slashed with a knife. It was painful and chaotic, leaving her with no mind to deal with Qi Hao.
"Xiao Rou, why is your complexion so bad? Are you feeling unwell?" Qi Hao asked with some concern, his deep brows and eyes filled with a gentleness enough to drown someone. As Liang Rou looked up, she fell into Qi Hao's electric eyes, and the strings on her heart were gently plucked once again.
But right now, she had more important things to do.
Liang Rou reigned in her almost captivated mind, saying listlessly, "I'm indeed feeling a bit unwell. My head hurts a little. It must be because I was greedy for cold last night and set the air conditioner's temperature too low."
