Gu Zhiyuan was dazed on the spot, staring at Bo Jingcheng's face, after being kicked and flying to the ground, he "pu" a sound, a mouthful of fresh blood spewed out.
His chest kept churning, the pain in his body igniting the resentment in his heart.
To this day, he still couldn't understand—wasn't it just cheating and calling off the engagement? Now the company was in turmoil, stock prices were hitting the floor, suppliers were watching, and it seemed like all the partners were ready to pull out.
The company's accounts were also frozen, and the financial issues involving taxes were taken seriously by the government departments.
"Big Brother Yuan." Not far away, Ji Wushuang ran over with a quick pace.
She arrived breathless, helplessly lifting Gu Zhiyuan up, the strong smell of alcohol mixed with sweat assailed her nostrils.
"Ugh." Ji Wushuang nearly fainted from the fumes.
She forced herself to endure the discomfort, her body clinging tight to Gu Zhiyuan.
