THUMP, THUMP!
Humiliation, regret, indignation… A torrent of emotions flashed through Su Mengqing's eyes, finally settling into a blank numbness.
Resigned to their fate, she and the sobbing Yang Tingting knelt once more, crawling toward the entrance of the memorial hall. The former president of Su Pharmaceutical, once hailed as a corporate beauty, the renowned, newly-crowned pharmaceutical queen of Haicheng, had been thoroughly reduced to a laughingstock under the watchful eyes of the city's most powerful figures.
DRIP, DRIP.
Tears streamed down her face, leaving two humiliating trails behind her trembling figure as she crawled away from the side hall.
"They brought this upon themselves… A sad sight…" Old Song sighed, shaking his head.
Director Shen and his companions watched coldly. Mr. Wang Sr. and the others also shook their heads in dismay. Mr. Yuan Sr., however, simply stood by with a smile, choosing to watch things unfold.
