"Sending an urgent mission to someone severely injured, are your superiors even human?"
"Give me the phone, I'll curse them to death!"
Xiao Ming was truly angry.
To him, the dedication and sacrifice of people like Ding Jianwei were the most precious things in the world, and he would never stand idly by and watch them be trampled by worthless bureaucrats.
Ding Jianwei quickly stuffed the phone back and then stood up straight, "Take it yourself."
"You..."
Xiao Ming grabbed her hand tightly, "Then I won't let you go."
Ding Jianwei leaned against him and smiled, "Thank you for your concern, but it's really not that my superiors are heartless, it's just that this mission is tailor-made for me."
"What do you mean? Do you think you're 007, and nobody else in the world can save it except you?"
"Because the mission is to protect a VIP, and that VIP is right here at the banquet.
I'm the closest, who else if not me?"
Xiao Ming's eyes widened, "What were they doing earlier?"
