The old man let out a sigh.
The more you wish not to see certain circumstances unfold, the more likely they seem destined to come to pass.
The day is drawing closer and closer.
If Fu Yihan continues to show no restraint, it wouldn't be surprising if that day arrives very soon.
After the old man left, Fu Yihan finally returned to his office.
Looking at the cold, desolate room, Fu Yihan could only think of that woman, Su Qingnuan.
He wondered vaguely whether Su Qingnuan, upon waking up, would still ask about him.
As these thoughts lingered, they brought a faint composure to Fu Yihan's expression.
"No matter what the investigation uncovers, boss, you absolutely cannot give up,"
his assistant gently reminded him.
Fu Yihan merely responded with a slight, icy glance.
The assistant hurriedly pretended to step out for materials, avoiding lingering any further in the office.
