Shen Nian's tears kept falling as her voice trembled, revealing deep despair, "Jingchuan, I know I was wrong, I will never do it again. Please, let me go."
Her eyes were filled with pleading, and her hands tightly clutched the hem of her clothes, as if it was her last support.
Pei Jingchuan's expression remained cold, and his voice was devoid of any warmth, "Miss Shen, I'm not obligated to help you."
His gaze was deep, with an unquestionable decisiveness, "I suggest you go back and start liquidating your assets. The tax bureau will soon investigate your company."
Shen Nian's face turned even paler, her heart sinking to the bottom.
She was almost begging, "Pei Jingchuan, please forgive me. I know I was wrong, I really do..."
Pei Jingchuan showed no sympathy, his eyes were calm and resolute, and he turned away, ignoring Shen Nian.
Shen Nian's tears continued to fall silently; her despair turned into a last glimmer of hope.
