Jin Yang pounded the desk angrily. "Are you my guard or Jin Tao's?"
There had always been whispers in the capital's political world. Although Jin Yang seemed to have real power and many political achievements, Jin Tao was in close contact with many high-ranking officials. His spies were even hidden in the official residence, and Jin Yang's actions were directly reported to him.
Shao An was shocked and immediately went to get the information.
The study room was filled with silence and an oppressive atmosphere. Jin Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at his reflection in the French windows. He slowly adjusted his breathing. Through the glass, he saw Qiu Tong sitting in the passenger seat of the SUV. A faint smile appeared on his lips as he regained his rationality.
The butler rushed over when he heard that the president had returned.
