"Do you recognize me?" Qin Mengying asked.
Qi Fei scratched his head, "Seven years ago... met a few times."
Qin Mengying remembered, it was more than just a few times. Seven years ago, when she was dating Ou Mingxuan, his worst habit was making promises effortlessly, and then effortlessly forgetting them. He'd cling to her in the morning, making plans for dinner in the evening, but when the night came, she'd often wait at the restaurant until it closed, and he never showed up.
Every time this happened, it was this ever-dutiful assistant who would clean up his mess.
Qi Fei led Qin Mengying upstairs, where two employees at the front desk couldn't help but whisper to each other, curious about Qin Mengying's identity.
When they went up, Ou Mingxuan was in a meeting in the conference room, so Qin Mengying sat outside to wait.
After about half an hour, the meeting room door opened, and Ou Mingxuan came out, followed by a group of supervisors, discussing something as they walked.
