Su Shenglin was too direct. Seeing my silence, he still didn't intend to let it go and simply made his point even clearer.
My mind was buzzing, and all that stubborn resistance crumbled instantly.
My thoughts were in disarray, and I was even a little distracted while driving. Suddenly, someone behind me honked and urged me to hurry up. I was startled and quickly said, "Um... I'm driving. I'll talk to you later."
Su Shenglin was probably worried that something might happen to me, so he gently replied, "Okay, you can focus on driving."
After hanging up the phone, I immediately rolled down the car window to let in some of the cold wind to refresh myself.
Su Shenglin was somewhat "unethical." He said he would wait for me no matter how long it took, but in his actions, he pressed me relentlessly, giving me no time to adjust.
I really don't know how long the walls I've painstakingly built in my heart can hold up.
When I got to the company, I forced myself to focus on my work.
However, the unrest of this day was destined from the very beginning.
Around 10 a.m., Xiao Yingtao suddenly burst into my studio, "Sister Wan, your stepmother is here again, and she even injured President Yang!"
My face darkened, I dropped the needle and thread in my hand, and immediately followed her downstairs.
Before I even reached the conference room, I heard Tang Xiu'e's furious, shrewish shouts: "Where's Jiang Wan? Tell her to come out and see me! Otherwise, none of you will get away with this!"
I pushed the door open and went in. Perhaps because my expression was too stern, several employees immediately stepped back when they saw me: "President Jiang."
I looked up and immediately saw Yang Qianmu sitting at the conference table, clutching his forehead in pain, with obvious bloodstains on the disinfectant wipes.
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