'Ding'
A sudden text message alert from the phone in her pocket. She pulled it out and glanced at the screen.
The words 'demon' tugged at her heart.
She could see the entire message on the screen, "You don't like how domineering I am, so I'll keep it low-key next time. If you need anything, find Xiang Yiqing. I'll pick you up when I return."
After reading the text, Ji Anning let out a chuckle that morphed into tears, her eyes reddened and misted over, blurring her vision.
She stared at the message repeatedly, every word… even the punctuation marks, warming her heart.
...
He had dropped urgent work to return to China, and his employees were all frantic.
Seeing Ji Chicheng emerge from the exit, the beautiful mixed-race secretary immediately approached, "Boss, the new proposal is out, but…"
She hesitated, appearing timid and reluctant to speak. Ji Chicheng frowned, "But what?"
His tone betrayed impatience.
