Su Zhiyan's pretty face changed, "Bai Jingze?! How are you here?! Where is Chairman Ding?!"
With his legs crossed, Bai Jingze sat in a chair, glancing at the ground beside him. "Are you talking about him?"
Su Zhiyan followed the direction of Bai Jingze's gaze...
Whoosh! Her pretty face turned instantly pale.
There on the ground lay the president of the Jiangnan Art Association, Chairman Ding Manlin... His body was battered and bloody, and now he lay there with only weak breathing left.
"What...what are you going to do?!" Su Zhiyan's face was deathly pale as she asked in shock.
The corners of Bai Jingze's mouth curved into a smile, "I'm here to settle accounts with you. Your sister owes me a debt she's unwilling to pay, so... how about you, as her sister... pay it for her?"
Su Zhiyan's face changed, and she made a split-second decision... turning sharply, she sprinted towards the office door.
