Li Mingtong hung up the phone, his heart burning with anger, huffing indignantly.
Soon after, Song arrived, standing at the door not daring to enter, tentatively knocking to remind the leader of his presence.
"Come in," Li Mingtong glanced at him impatiently, nodding towards the seat opposite him.
"Sit there, I have something to tell you!"
Only then did Song enter and sit down somewhat stiffly across from him.
Such a man, no longer young, and yet as bashful as a woman.
An idiot, a waste, a failure!
Li Mingtong really couldn't stand Song from the bottom of his heart.
