Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

When Qi Zeyan went to the office to ask about it, Ruan Mengxi faced him head-on.

“Last night, your friend called me to take you home. You must have slept in an awkward position in the car, twisting your neck.”

Qi Zeyan nodded and let her leave…

Later, when he visited Mr. Tang in the hospital, because he kept rubbing his neck, it caught Zhou Zhongqing’s attention. After checking it, the conclusion was:

“Who hit you?”

Qi Zeyan was bewildered; his assistant had hit him?

But the place where he was hit wasn’t captured by surveillance, and he had no evidence. However, deep down, he was convinced that this assistant wasn’t as eager to please as she appeared on the surface. She was probably a false friend.