Ou Mucen: "..."
He simply couldn't believe it; the image in his mind of the slender woman was still from the days before New Year, when he saw her in her office.
How did she become so pitiful in just three months?
He looked down at the paper in his hand...
Ji Chengzhi also looked extremely pale; his emotions seemed suddenly provoked, as if the entire office was filled with tension.
"So, does this mean there's no hope?"
"Well..." Xiaohe suddenly didn't dare to turn around, his eyes cautiously glanced behind Ou Mucen.
Ou Mucen noticed, paused for a moment, and when he reacted, he followed the gaze, only to be stunned by what he saw.
What happened to this man?
With such a temper, wasn't Han Duo the woman he hated the most? Why is he so angry when she's sick?
Staring at those eyes burning with fury, he frowned, finally pointed outside, signaling his assistant to follow him out, then he placed the report on the table and left with long strides.
"Alright, Third Master!"
