Shi Niange suddenly felt as though something heavy was pressing down on her shoulders, suffocating her.
They were right.
She did not have the time to grieve. There were too many things piling up, forcing her to grow up.
In the afternoon, Shi Niange locked herself in the lounge next to her father's ward.
Outside the door, Xiao Da ran back with the phone card he had just used to help her with the local and international call. He was about to push open the door to enter when he was stopped by Xiao Luye.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Da quickly stopped.
"She's reading the documents of the senior executives and directors of Shida Group." Xiao Luye glanced at him. "Don't disturb her. What are you holding?"
"Her phone card." Xiao Da quickly took it out. "By the way, her phone is still with you, isn't it? Come, I'll plug it in and see if I can use it."
