Right after Secretary Song helped Fu Qingquan sit down on the edge of the bed, Fu Qingquan smashed the porcelain teacup on the bedside table.
The Eight Treasures Tea was spilled onto the ground, and the top-quality porcelain was smashed to pieces.
Secretary Song placed the wheelchair aside and helped Fu Qingquan lie down on the bed as he pacified him in a low voice, saying, "Chairman, the doctor said that it's not good for you to be agitated!"
"Just look at her! She can't wait to drive me to my grave!" Fu Qingquan was so furious that his chest hurt.
"Old Madam has always been soft at heart. You know that, Chairman!"
