Fu Rongyin?
That's even more impossible.
Anger flickered in Chi Yue's eyes, "Ms. Qin, our studio has its own rules. Our initial intention is to provide clients with the truth, not to confuse them. We can't take your business."
Qin Ya was not surprised by her reaction at all. She withdrew her hand, leaving the money still on the table.
"No rush, you can think it over and answer me later. However, I heard that the matter between you and Fu Rongyin hasn't been resolved?"
"That's my personal affair," Chi Yue's attitude subtly shifted.
Qin Ya might not have noticed, but she stood up, "You have Ah Chuan's contact, right? Just call him whenever you've made up your mind."
Qin Ya left.
Chi Yue glowered at the items on the table, her face so severe it could drip water.
She had trusted the wrong person.
She had thought that since Qin Ya was Bai Qing's friend, she would be more considerate towards her, but that wasn't the case.
