Chen Rou wiped her tears and walked away with her head down.
Half an hour later, Chen Rou arrived at the Bvlgari Hotel room.
Her husband, Liu Gaoxiong, hurriedly hobbled over to her and asked, "How was the other party? Did you cry?"
Chen Rou nodded aggrievedly and said, "The person who called me wasn't great, just a middle school education, now he's a ride-hailing driver, and doesn't look good either. If our child turns out like him, it would be terrible."
Liu Gaoxiong hugged Chen Rou and comforted her with a smile, "If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. There's no need to cry. These things are all about fate; it just means fate hasn't come yet. You don't need to feel bad. Tomorrow we'll go to Jinling, and then Hang City, Shudu, we have companies to inspect, and there are many more opportunities. Don't worry, okay?"
Chen Rou quickly said, "But the man who came with him looked really good. I secretly took a photo of him, take a look."
