Standing in the elevator with a sullen face, yet not at her floor.
There was no expression on Xia Qingqian's face, faintly, but her hurts couldn't be hidden.
The CEO's office occupies an entire separate floor, and upon arrival, she bypassed others and walked out. Just as her front foot stepped out, the elevator doors closed with a ding.
It felt as though a massive stone was blocking her heart, making it hard to breathe. She supported herself against the corner of the wall, walking slowly. The next moment, a vague sharp pain gripped her heart, her cheeks turned pale in an instant, and she reached out to clutch her aching heart tightly.
Her body slowly slid down along the cold wall, collapsing to the ground, beads of cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.
She was almost crawling with all her strength concentrated in her hands, tightly clutching her heart.
