"Me?" Tong Xi found it a bit unbelievable, gently shook her head, "I just joined MT a few days ago, I can't even call myself a designer yet. I'm just a small assistant, probably won't be up to the task and might dampen Mrs. Cheng's interest. You'd better find someone more competent."
Upon hearing his words, the wariness in her heart diminished quite a bit. However, she still didn't want much contact with him. Suddenly, her phone rang. Tong Xi glanced at the number from France and, glancing sideways, she lifted her eyes and gave Mr. Cheng a shallow smile:
"Mr. Cheng, I'm sorry, I need to go answer a call."
She didn't know whose number it was. She guessed it might be a friend who had just changed their number and was calling her. Yet, at this time...
Considering the time difference, it's three in the morning in Paris right now. Who could be calling her at this hour, she was a bit shocked.
