Top floor of the Xia Mansion.
President's office.
Even for Sun Wei, known for his unyielding spirit, he couldn't help but have tears in his tiger-like eyes as he looked at the beloved person he had been longing for day and night.
"Shiyue..."
He slowly opened his arms, a gentle smile on his face, "I missed you so much."
"Click, click, click..."
The sound of high heels clicking against the floor was crisp and pleasant. Xia Shiyue, with teary eyes, seemed to lose composure as she hurriedly walked towards Sun Wei.
However.
Sun Wei did not receive the anticipated embrace.
What greeted him was a burst of pain.
Xia Shiyue came up and grabbed his collar with one hand, while the other formed a fist. Her seemingly delicate and fair fist seemed to possess infinite strength, landing firmly on Sun Wei's stomach.
"Ouch—!"
