ound, noodles splashing onto his suit leg. He didn't even bother to care, "He Hanchuan is a goddamn lunatic, pervert, bastard, son of a bitch! He broke my sister's leg and still won't let me make him...The manager nervously wiped the sweat from his face, gauging her expression before carefully asking, "Would you consider borrowing his help"

This is by far... the best idea I've heard yet.

A flicker of uncertainty crossed A-Wei's eyes. Since her own capabilities were insufficient, she had only one option left: to seek outside help. After all, she was a businesswoman now, and it would be foolish not to leverage her network.

Seeing that the bidding project was just a day away, if she didn't go all out and fight for it, she would only watch the opportunity slip away from her grasp.

After making up her mind, Wanye immediately took action. She got off work early today, something rare for her, and went to the supermarket to pick out some ingredients. Back at Xianzhuang, she simmered a pot of soup.

He Hanchuan had sent her a WeChat message last night, apparently because a vulnerability in the network program under his company's subsidiary had caused everyone in the company to work overtime for the past few days. He had been busy at the office all night last night. medicine bag and realized that all the medicines were for treating stomach ailments. It turned out that this woman hadn't really pretended to be pitiful in front of him; she was truly ill to such a s...