Her hair was slightly disheveled, with a handsome face that was red and swollen to alarming proportions, and an air of utter dejection: this was a distinctly different Liu Zhizhong.
As soon as he appeared, the entire room was stunned.
At this moment, even the high-ranking officials who had been waiting to meet with Zhang Yuxing—all seven of them, including deputy mayors and bureau directors—were there.
They sat in a row, sipping tea, eating fruit, each one dumbfounded, exchanging glances, unable to believe that Liu Zhizhong had returned to report to Mayor Zhang. Not only had he taken his time, but he'd also been slapped, looking so wretched!
Zhang Xueyao's heart ached a bit!
Was the little auntie too harsh?
This was the man she adored, whom she dreamed of marrying one day, and he had been hit.
Looking at his face, it was so swollen it broke her heart!
