Old Li startled Song Juan when he entered the room.
In just a month of not seeing him, Old Li appeared to have aged ten years overnight.
His already sparse hair had transformed into a shiny bald head.
With a scraggly beard, haggard face, and a skinny, misshapen figure.
"Miss, I beg you, save me!" Old Li rushed in and fell to his knees at Xia Mian's feet.
Xia Mian glanced at him and, without expression, stepped back two paces.
Song Juan frowned at him disdainfully, picking up a mop to point at Old Li, "Speak if you have something to say, and stay away from Mianmian!"
Due to the previous incident at the company, Song Juan had no fondness for Old Li.
She had planned to go to Song Company today to take over the Song Family's affairs, but unexpectedly, Old Li intercepted her on the way.
"Miss, I lost my senses before. I shouldn't have listened to Xia Jianguo's nonsense!" Old Li said as he slapped himself twice across the face, "Please, forgive me!"
