Each With An Axe To Grind (1)

While Xi Xinyi took in all of Qi Lei's reactions naturally, she could not help but put on a victorious grin.

"Well then? Master Qi? I told you that you don't get to decide on these things. In fact, you seem to have a prejudice against Yueying!"

Xi Xinyi charming face curved with a sinister smile as she silently looked at Qi Lei.

Qi Lei flung his phone hard on the table and his eyes met with Xi Xinyi's delighted look, appearing a little sly and unfathomable. His handsome darkened face was colored with a freakish smile in the next second. "It looks like you have a pretty good relationship with my old man. You could actually get him to recognize your worth!"