10 minutes later, with the help of Oslo's bodyguards, Li Qiyun got into the car, and the Lexus drove out of the Li family under the siege of the journalists.
On the car.
Oslo was in a suit and leather shoes, his deep face always giving people a gentle and elegant illusion, yet Li Qiyun knew the man in front of her was not as gentlemanly as he appeared.
But today she had suffered a series of blows and didn't have the mood to act with this man.
She leaned back on the chair, massaged her stiff temples, closed her eyes, and asked directly out of fatigue, "Why did you come?"
Oslo placed his hands on his knees, leaned in, and said with grace, "I thought you needed me, so I came. In fact, my guess was right, you need me."
Li Qiyun furrowed her eyebrows, but she was too tired, not just physically, but emotionally exhausted. She didn't open her eyes or respond.
Oslo didn't force her to respond, quietly waiting for her to adjust.
