Ning Zesheng stuffed Qiao Anlu into the car and sat down beside her.
Qiao Anlu turned her back on him and lay against the window, crying even more sorrowfully. She heard that a woman's greatest weapon is her tears. If she cries first, Ning Zesheng might not punish her, right?
"Cry any more, and I'll throw you in the middle of the road!"
Qiao Anlu immediately stopped crying.
Does he know throwing someone in the middle of the road can kill them? She secretly glared at him.
The secretary, as soon as she sat down, asked, "Mr. Ning? The meeting has been delayed by two minutes already? Are you not going?"
"You go for me?"
"Ah?" The secretary glanced back at him, then quickly got out of the car holding the documents, "Okay, Mr. Ning!"
Why did he send the secretary away?
What's Ning Zesheng up to?
Qiao Anlu just felt her neck hurt, heartache, her whole body hurt!
Ning Zesheng suddenly got out of the car, then went to the front and drove away.
