"Of course, you've been married for many years and even have a lovely daughter," the bodyguard spoke up. "President Li, you really shouldn't forget your wife. You don't know how much she has suffered since your accident. She thought you were dead and nearly died of heartbreak..."
Li Tingshen was slightly startled.
He definitely didn't remember that woman, but for some reason, when he heard these words, a sharp pain suddenly spread through his chest, sweeping through his limbs and bones.
This heartache almost made him suffocate!
"President Li, your wife, she..."
"Stop talking!"
The bodyguard had just opened his mouth when Li Tingshen interrupted him.
He stood up, picked up the packed fried rice beside him, and strode out.
The bodyguard quickly followed.
By the time they returned to the hotel, Li Tingshen had already adjusted his mood and opened the door to walk into the room.
"Why did you only buy one portion?" Lan Jinghao asked.
"I'm not hungry, you eat."
