Ruan Daqiang was also bewildered, he hadn't laid a finger on anyone or said anything harsh, what is this kid up to?
Trying to scam me?
Watching him hunch over, his knee awkwardly knocked, Ruan Daqiang didn't know what to say.
What on earth does Xixi see in him?
So clumsy, how does someone like him manage a company?
Qi Zeyan hurriedly set the lamp upright, accidentally bumping his knee against the nightstand, making him inhale sharply from the pain, while Ruan Daqiang watched coldly.
He felt that without even commenting or acting, this kid could ruin himself.
Qi Zeyan, having steadied the lamp, didn't dare to sit again, inwardly irritated. The more anxious he became, the more mistakes he made. Without needing Ruan Daqiang to intervene, he felt like kicking himself.
"Uncle..." Qi Zeyan coughed lightly, standing humbly.
