Do Try to Console Her

"President Yan, First Madam just called me to meet her at the company."

Attorney Xiao was on the other line.

"Got it," Yan Rusheng replied and hung up.

"I'll go outside to wait for him." Jiang Qinglian slung her handbag over her arm and rose to leave.

She was wearing high heels, and her originally chubby figure had visibly shrunk in the last few days.

Yan Rusheng watched as Jiang Qinglian left. The words he wanted to say seemed to choke his throat.

He held his white porcelain cup and took a sip of the coffee that had gone cold. He then placed it down.

He turned on his laptop and began working. After an hour, Attorney Xiao arrived.

He was carrying a briefcase that seemed to be bursting with documents. He walked towards Yan Rusheng and offered a bow of respect. "President."

Yan Rusheng raised his head and slumped against the back of his chair. He propped a hand on the arm of his swivel chair and massaged his temples.