Shen Yifei still crept closer, persuading, "Master, at times like this, it would be better for you to go out and reassure everyone. Otherwise, with everyone so anxious, what if they really think something has happened to you? Especially those shareholders..."
"Don't bother me!" Bo Fengheng pushed him away irritably and walked over to the liquor shelf to pour himself a glass of ice-cold wine and gulped it down.
He was still wearing yesterday's suit, but the shirt was now so wrinkled it hardly resembled its original form, with several buttons undone. The yellow liquid slid down his thin lips, looking both decadent and sexy.
His handsome face looked sinister and frightful, with a faint darkness under his eyes. Although his gaze was icy and terrifying, there was also a pitiable look about him.
