Whether or not he could safely leave the Mental Hospital was none of his concern. After all, staying in a mental hospital for a long period would probably drive anyone crazy anyway.
As the saying goes, 'as virtue rises one foot, vice rises ten'. This situation was probably the best illustration of that.
Certainly, it's better to cross a boss than to cross the boss's wife; otherwise, life would be worse than death.
"An apt pupil!" said Jian Qing, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.
Chu Yihen's attempt to save Chu Ruohan from this predicament was hopeless.
Zeng Hang was very pleased with the compliment. Then suddenly, a chill wind blew from behind.
Without knowing why, he shivered. He accidentally caught sight of his boss's sinister glare and instinctively shrunk his neck.
"Um, ma'am, I'm heading out."
After speaking, he escaped quicker than a rabbit.
Jian Qing chuckled softly, lifting her gaze to the man who was sitting in front of the desk, "What did you scare him for?"
