"It's not your fault."
An Ziqi spoke bitterly. Xiao Moli is human, not a god. Humans are bound to make mistakes sometimes.
She believed that if Lin Qiaoqiao had brought the tea, Xiao Moli would have been cautious.
But Lin Qiaoqiao schemed and used Shasha to remove Xiao Moli's guard, so he was tricked.
Even though she had found a new secretary for him as quickly as possible, she was still one step behind her.
Seeing her like this, Xiao Moli felt his heart being cut into pieces.
He wanted to say something but could neither speak nor act.
An Ziqi felt smothered inside, as if a bitter taste was rising from her throat.
Her face turned even paler. She suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, stood up from the sofa, and looked toward the desk.
"By the way, I brought you breakfast. Freshen up and have your breakfast quickly. There's work to be done later. I have matters to attend to downstairs, so I'm going down first."
