Qin Xin coldly hung the room card on the door handle and turned to leave.
As she walked toward the elevator, she made a call: "Xiao Shuang, where are you? Mm, stay where you are, I'll meet up with you."
Just as she pressed the elevator button, she heard a flurry of footsteps in the corridor:
"Where is our Rou'er? She has an important piece to perform, and she absolutely can't miss it."
"It's all Xin'er's fault. If Xin'er hadn't come, this wouldn't have happened, making Rou'er go to find her and wasting time."
"2019, yes, she said she's at 2019, let's go check quickly!"
Mrs. Qin was so anxious.
Aside from worrying about her daughter's whereabouts, she was even more concerned about her daughter's future.
She really wanted Qin Wenrou to succeed, so much so that anyone standing in Qin Wenrou's way seemed like an eyesore, so annoying.
Her lips tightened, and she let out a faint mocking laugh.
She wasn't sad.
Not sad at all.
Wasn't this expected?
