Failed Date
The luxurious black car sped along the road.
In the car, Liu Xiuying held her phone against her ear, listening to Mo Yanlin, with her lips twitching badly. Her heart was filled with anger and bitterness.
"Okay, Mr. Mo" she answered respectfully, whereas, she was cursing him in her heart. "But, you didn't tell me be-" before she could complete her words, the call was ended. "Huh?" Shocked, Liu Xiuying looked at the phone screen.
Instantly, she felt anger boiling through her veins, waiting to rush out like vocalno. She wished she could hit her boss from the phone and told him to, "Get lost", but that was just so Impossible. If she could do that, she would have done that a very long time.
She placed her palm on her face, the urge to cry kept on coming in.
She didn't want to believe that this was why she was paid. Although, she was actually paid a very high amount, she still didn't want to believe that she was paid to be a slave.