After he left, Si Wuan simply treated the scars on his face and continued to hold the shareholders' meeting.
His style of remaining calm in times of crisis and taking the overall situation into consideration not only won the admiration of new senior management, but also won the hearts of many veterans.
It was already ten o'clock in the evening after the meeting when the man realized that he had not called or sent WeChat messages to his baby.
He looked at his face in the office mirror. The scar at the corner of his mouth would not heal in a short time.
His pupils were dark, he raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "I wonder if this is ugly?" He was old and not worthy of his baby, and now he was almost disfigured. Would the baby not like it?
"Mr. Si, why haven't you gone home yet? Miss Xia is waiting for you." The assistant came over and reminded: "Miss Xia called me several times to ask about you."
"What did you say?"
"I said you were in a meeting."
Si Wuan waved his hand to let his assistant go first. He washed his cheeks with cold water in the office and returned to the apartment with a pale face after a long time.
She was waiting for him.
The moment the girl saw him, she rushed over and hugged him: "Brother, I was so worried about you, but I didn't dare to look for you."
Si Wuan's slightly cold body was burned by her skin, and the hot temperature warmed his whole body.
He spoke in a low, hoarse voice: "You were right not to come. I didn't want you to see my miserable side."
He didn't want her to see him compromising and pretending to be humble and flattering in order to get the Si family. He didn't want her to see him being beaten by his father, as she would feel sad.
It hurts to think about her crying.
His heart couldn't stop the pain of being torn apart.
Xia Weiyi sobbed, "I know, I know."
She knew what he was thinking, so she didn't go to see him.
The girl comforted the man and sat him on the sofa: "Brother, I will get some ointment to treat your wound."
The man grabbed her hand, his eyes burning: "The ointment is useless, I need your kiss, okay?"
His voice trembled, as if he shouldn't have made this request. He swallowed something and his Adam's apple rolled vigorously: "If not, it doesn't matter..." His eyes darkened a lot.
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