Sheng Tingyuan left the office building and returned to his car, feeling somewhat irritable.
He didn't know what was wrong with him; he seldom experienced mood swings, but this time, his mood had come without warning and still hadn't subsided even now.
The image of Ye Chuyi's injured hand and her cold face was etched into his mind, refusing to leave.
He should have been concerned about her injury immediately, instead of scolding her.
His assistant reminded him, "President Sheng, it's time to head back to the group. There's a shareholders' meeting this afternoon that you need to attend punctually."
Sheng Tingyuan nodded, but then opened the door and got out of the car.
The assistant hurriedly followed, "President Sheng, where are you going?"
"To buy medicine."
After purchasing the medicine, Sheng Tingyuan returned to Ye Chuyi's office, but this time, he couldn't get in.
