I was spoiled by the boss

He quickly looked away, his face cold.

Sheng Qian looked at him, but she was too angry to argue with him. "I'm here to get my ID. I don't want to waste time talking to you. Go and give it to me!"

Xi Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at her again, frowned as if a little impatient, and got up to find it for her.

After a while, she came out with an Hermès bag, some unopened bags, and clothes, her hands full.

"The documents are all in the bag. Here are the bag and clothes you bought last time. Take them with you."

Sheng Qian glanced at him and for some reason, her eyes became red. Those were the things she bought when she went shopping with him on the second day after she arrived in New York.

Now, he asked her to take it all from his house.

She inexplicably felt like she was being kicked out.

Her face turned cold, and she snatched the Hermès bag containing the ID card and turned away, "No need, I'm not someone who needs those clothes."

Xi Cheng sneered when he heard this, "That's right, how could the young lady be interested in these outdated clothes?"

Hearing the sarcasm in his words, Sheng Qian gritted her teeth in anger, "What do you mean, are you deliberately mocking me?"

"No."

"It's my clothes, I want to take it back. You're so stingy, who knows if you'll give it to someone else at a discount? If you throw it away, I won't give it to someone else at a discount!"

She was so angry that she reached out and snatched the clothes.

Xi Cheng held it a little tightly, and she had to use some strength to get it back.

After all, these were the clothes they bought together, so these were all she had left as a souvenir.

Xi Cheng looked down at his empty hands and said nothing.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

The atmosphere was inexplicably tense. Sheng Qian looked up at him, her eyes moist.

After a while, she finally asked, "I heard...I heard that you were going to South Africa and took the initiative to apply for a transfer there?"

Xi Cheng was stunned for a moment, but he was not surprised, "Yeah."

"Why?" Sheng Qian paused and sneered, "Is it because of me? You don't want to face me, so you took the initiative to apply for transfer to South Africa? I tell you, there is no need. If I hadn't come to get my ID this time, I wouldn't want to see you, not at all! So, you don't have to deliberately..."

"No."

Before she could finish her words, Xi Cheng interrupted her coldly.

"Young lady, you are overthinking. Because of you? It's just a job requirement. If it's not me, it will be someone else."

"You... bastard, what do you mean! Even if it's a job, it doesn't necessarily have to be you. Do you know how dangerous it is in South Africa? It's so chaotic over there, you..."

"Miss, are you... worried about me?" Xi Cheng suddenly spoke, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at her with a faint smile.

There seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"you……"

Sheng Qian was stunned and speechless for a moment.

She pursed her lips, tears almost falling, and her heart ached inexplicably.

She bit her lip and said coldly, "Who's worried about you? I just don't want you to die in South Africa because of me. If you die, what will happen to your fiancée who depends on your money to support her? Xicheng, I'm not worried about you!"

"That's good." Xi Cheng chuckled and his eyes fell on her angry face.

"I'm just worried that the young lady won't be able to forget me, and it would be bad if I ruined their relationship. I won't be able to bear the consequences if that happens." (End of this chapter)