Liang Chen tilted his chin slightly, softly voicing his third question, "Do you think you are still in a position to ask me to let Jing Haohao go?"
As Liang Chen's final words fell, Shen Liangnian's face drained of color. His eyes dimmed abruptly, losing all their brilliance. Even his shoulders seemed to slump in that instant.
Liang Chen looked at a lifeless Shen Liangnian. The anger that had inexplicably lodged in his heart since knowing Shen Liangnian and Qiao Wennuan's troubles had subsided quite a bit.
Shen Liangnian remained silent for a long while, and Liang Chen had no intention to speak either. The whole office was incredibly quiet.
The late autumn sunlight shone brightly on the floor-to-ceiling windows on the south side of the office, projecting a large circle of light in the room and casting long shadows from the furnishings.
