"Bai Yuchen?" Feng Yue poked his head from his seat to look at the new entries in the room. Everyone was curious about this guy. Did he not only invest in start-ups? What was he doing here in the meeting?
Mei Qingyang at the back was pushing his wheelchair with confidence. She had never been so proud of herself being two steps ahead of everyone. No one would have imagined that a small encounter at the hospital would rescue her later in life.
It was also magnanimity of this man in front of her that he had decided on a whim to lend his hand to her. Of course, he would not do it for free. The condition he put, she had refused first. But later, when there was no choice, she had to take the offer.
Anyway, although she was pushing the wheelchair, when she came in front of Yu Tian's chair, her steps halted and their eyes met. Mei Qingyang wanted to see the overjoyed expression on his face but all she saw was disappointment… and hurt.
