Song ran was relieved. President yang was smart to go on a business trip at this time.
"Yes, I think you should put your work first."
It did not matter if Zhao Mingyi's injury was an accident or if he was trying to trick her. In any case, he could not hope to use this trick to get closer to her sister.
Yang Haitao, well done!
At the Sixth People's Hospital, Zhao Mingyi was lying on the bed. He looked at the cast on his right leg and his expression was so dark that it could drip water.
Chen Jingui walked in with a thermos and snorted. miss song doesn't visit you every day. Mingyi, you've suffered for nothing.
"That's enough. I don't need you to teach me," Zhao Mingyi said coldly.
"Then what do you plan to do in the future?" Chen Jingui pouted.
