"If you don't believe me, Yuan Zichen, you don't need to go back, and you don't need to go back to the company anymore!" Qiao Qiqi said coldly and turned away.
"Miss Qiao." Yuan Zichen's heart tightened. He knew she might be well-intentioned, but looking at her cold demeanor, he still felt a bit anxious.
"Alright, alright, Zichen, you should go back first. I'll look for you another day." Father Yuan looked unpleasantly at this imposing young girl.
His son rarely had such a good-looking face, which increased his value. If he could be packaged into a star, he would be even more valuable!
"Then I'll leave first! Also, I have no money now. Trainees don't get paid, so finding me won't help." Yuan Zichen said and then left.
Outside, Yuan Zichen, seeing his father hadn't come out, looked a little relieved, "Thank you."
