"Mr. Jiang, I'm hungry."
"Let's go eat."
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Zhou Yunsheng's visit to Wen Zhiyao reached Jian Keyan's ears.
She lay in the hospital, idly flipping through a magazine, her mind not on the pages.
Today, she heard her father say that he would punish the assistant harshly, but he did not promise to fire her.
Two late Qing Dynasty vases were smashed, but the woman wasn't expelled from the company. It seemed that the assistant was quite influential.
Shen Huixin watched as Jian Keyan's head was bandaged up once again, her eyes filled with tearful concern.
"What on earth is going on? You've only just come back home and your head is injured again. Tell me who has been bullying you, and I'll help you take revenge." Shen Huixin impulsively looked for someone to cause trouble.
The words stuck in her throat, even if she told Shen Huixin, she wouldn't be able to do anything to get rid of the assistant.
Perhaps this home will be in upheaval.
