A man stood at the door, silhouetted in the moonlight. The moment he saw the woman in disheveled clothes on the straw, the handsome man suddenly moved.
He rushed to the woman in a few steps, took off his shirt, and covered her body. He gripped her shoulders tightly, and tears suddenly fell on her wounds.
Lian Jing had just finished a meeting when he received Meng Heng's call.
In fact, the business here had been developing smoothly and did not require a personal visit from the President. However, since he was here, his subordinates were naturally eager to please him.
The Manager did not know what had caused this very important person to suddenly arrive. After nervously reporting on recent developments, he looked up and saw that the man at the head of the table had not heard a word.
Zhong Xin kindly let him leave and poured a cup of tea for his President, who was clearly in a bad mood. "President Lian, I'm afraid the subordinates will be frightened by your sudden arrival."
