"Brother Hai, Brother Hai, Brother Hai..."
In his ear came Minmin's calls, one after the other.
Each call carried a different emotion from Minmin, some cheerful, some joyful, but more were helpless, sad, and sorrowful calls.
Qiu Qianghai's heart ached intensely, and his head was in excruciating pain.
He shook his head vigorously, raising his hand to press hard against his aching heart.
The assistant, noticing the boss's unusual state, quickly stepped forward and supported him.
He cast a cold, sharp glance at Cheng Shi'en and his companions, "Our boss is not feeling well today, why haven't you left yet!"
"We'll leave, we're going now!"
Cheng Shi'en pulled Mo Leen, as well as A Min's arm, and left.
Their departing figures blurred in Qiu Qianghai's eyes.
Minmin was right there, so close to him.
Yet she was now gradually moving away from him.
Qiu Qianghai reached out towards the direction where A Min was leaving, wanting to say don't go, Minmin don't go.
