Sang Minglang nodded. "Three months… That should be enough."
If he worked harder now, in three months, the Ming City branch office would probably be settled and would be on the right track.
Then, he would accompany his sister to the capital.
When he sent Sang Qianqian back to school, they had just arrived at the medical school.
Sang Minglang caught a glimpse of the slender figure under the shade of the tree, and his eyes turned cold.
"Do you see that person? You haven't gone to the capital yet, but he came to find you."
Sang Minglang's tone was very cold, "Don't stop me today. Let me vent my anger first."
He did not even wait for Sang Qianqian to speak and ran over. He grabbed Xie Shi'an's collar and threw him against the tree. He grabbed his neck and punched him with a dark face.
Xie Shian did not have any intention of resisting, nor did he dodge, allowing Sang Minglang to hit him.
