"Yes, yes, yes..."
The executive wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, made a few more assurances, and then hurriedly went to make arrangements.
Su Yiru walked up with Ye Mingmei, but Ye Zhanxing didn't even glance at them.
He was just anxiously pacing back and forth in front of the examination room.
Several times, Su Yiru tried to speak up for Ye Mingmei, but each time she was silenced by Ye Zhanxing's glare.
The mere ten minutes felt like centuries.
The corridor suddenly echoed with forceful footsteps, prompting several people to look up simultaneously.
Dan Hanjie's tall figure came into view, his black suit adding a touch of sinister edge to his already enchanting face.
His enchanting eyes were red with blood vessels, hurrying over, his muscular chest heaving violently.
