The Secret About the Past (23)

"Okay," Mr. Jin agreed verbally, though he had other thoughts in mind.

An Xiaoning then left the old mansion. Once she got into the car, she began wiping the blood off her head with some tissue paper.

"Young Madam, let's go home, shall we?"

"No. I don't want Yiheng to see that I'm bleeding. Let's go back to the office."

"Okay."

An Xiaoning stared out of the window at the passing scenery. The tension within her did not ease one bit.

She was going through the toughest time of her life.

After An Xiaoning left, Mr. Jin sunk deep in his thoughts while staring at the guards outside.

He returned to the study and switched on the computer, only to find that it was disconnected from the internet.

Fortunately for him, he had a spare network adapter in his drawer. He took it out and connected to the internet, after which he contacted all the directors of the company online.