Chapter 1087 Calling Her Sister Again

The other two little secretaries exchanged looks but said nothing.

Wen Qiao smiled: "I know, I'll just wait."

About twenty minutes later, Wen Qiao stood up, and Teresa immediately followed. Wen Qiao smiled and said, "I want to go to the bathroom."

"Miss Wen, you don't know where the bathroom is, I'll take you there."

Wen Qiao thought this was surveillance, but still let Teresa take her to the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

After entering the cubicle, Wen Qiao stepped on the toilet lid and reached out to hold the cubicle on the ceiling. She had a good sense of direction. Even in the intricate ventilation ducts, she was still able to find He Xi in three minutes. Directly above Huai's office.

There was a click, and a thunder fell outside, which shocked Wen Qiao. She gently moved a piece of the ceiling away, and her eyes wandered around He Xihuai's huge office, but she didn't see him for a moment.

So Teresa didn’t lie? Is He Xihuai really not in the office?

There was another thunder. Wen Qiao's mood was waning. He was about to return the way he came when he suddenly saw a person huddled in the corner of the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows. In the dim light, the person seemed to be trembling slightly.

Wen Qiao suddenly remembered the celebration banquet that night. This scene was just like the scene at that time. Wen Qiao completely pushed open the ceiling, jumped down.

The person huddled behind the curtain was startled and looked at her in fear.

Wen Qiao approached, and it turned out to be He Xihuai. He didn't shed tears this time, but the panic on his face didn't look like he was acting.

Wen Qiao squatted down, and He Xihuai grabbed her hand: "It's you, sister."

As if grasping a life-saving straw, he held her hand tightly.

Wen Qiao frowned slightly: "He Xihuai, do you want to pursue your dream of being in the entertainment industry? What are you doing?"

The lightning and thunder outside were almost to the point of tearing a hole in the sky, and He Xihuai's body was trembling violently.

Sweat rolled down his forehead.

It didn't seem like he was pretending. After all, his secretary was on guard and didn't want her to see this scene.

Wen Qiao looked at his watch. It had been five minutes since he came here. If he didn't go out, Theresa would probably break in. She would pull her hand away: "I have to go."

But He Xihuai held her hand hard: "Sister, don't leave."

Wen Qiao: "Are you addicted to cosplay? I have to go."

"I obey, sister, don't leave."

Wen Qiao pushed him away, jumped up to his table, jumped hard, and returned to the vent from the original opening. As soon as he returned to the bathroom, there was a knock on the door, and Teresa's anxious voice sounded: " Miss Wen, are you okay?"

Wen Qiao said impatiently: "You have to rush to the toilet. Miss Teresa, can't you be more considerate by not detailing everything?"

Teresa touched her nose: "Sorry."

Wen Qiao left the bathroom and returned to Teresa's office.

At the door, she looked back at He Xihuai's office door: "He probably won't come back today."

Teresa: "Probably so."

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Forget it, I'll come back when I have time."

Wen Qiao went downstairs, held an umbrella, and walked into the yard. Looking back, He Xihuai's office was dark, and there was another thunder. Wen Qiao thought of his face, which was obviously different from usual. It really looked like A helpless child.

Wen Qiao shook his head and left Huaihe.

She asked No. 3 to drive her to Jing'an Road.