Zhang Wei hesitated and said, "Boss, Brother Lei realizes he's wrong, can you..."
Song Zhen furrowed his brow and glanced at him, "Do you want to go accompany him? Or replace him?"
Snow began falling heavily in the yard, the flakes landing on the hair and bodies of the seven bodyguards.
But they remained resolute.
Since yesterday afternoon, when they learned Qi Wei was reassigned to Toronto, these seven bodyguards stood firmly in the front yard, pleading for Qi Lei, almost 18 hours now, each tall and strong, neither eating nor drinking, as if they were determined to stand until death unless Song Zhen agreed.
Lan Baozhen also somehow heard the news yesterday, angrily pounding her chest, wishing she could tear Little Xiahua apart with her own hands.
This morning she went out to practice Qigong, saw the bodyguards standing in line pleading for Qi Lei, and angrily turned back to her room without coming out.
