Zhu Lian's expression was complex as she spoke softly to Fu Han, "I have something I want to talk to you about alone, can I?"
After all, they were once friends, though they were no longer friends, Fu Han still nodded to Zhao Ting, "Go out first, I'll call you if I need anything."
Only Fu Han and Zhu Lian were left in the office. Fu Han looked at Zhu Lian with a half-smile, "Go ahead and say what you want to say. I've got other things to deal with."
Thump!
Zhu Lian actually knelt down in front of Fu Han, crying and saying, "Fu Han, I know I shouldn't have done that, but my father is seriously ill at home, and the whole family is depending on my salary. I can't be without a job."
Fu Han quickly got up to avoid Zhu Lian and said coldly, "Get up, I didn't ask you to kneel before me. You had your choices, and I have no right to blame you."
