Zhiyun, everyone Pampers you

Song group.

Song Chenxi walked out of the International Conference hall expressionlessly. The group's senior executives behind her were as silent as cicadas in winter. They followed behind her in a grandiose manner. The expressions on their faces were as if they had just returned from the battlefield.

It was enough to show the intimidating power that song Chenxi had brought to her in the past!

After a while.

The moment the door to the president's office was closed from the inside, song Chenxi's tense body finally relaxed.

He panted as he walked to the sofa and sat down. Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

During the meeting just now, song Chenxi had to rely on her self-control to persist.

The intense and sharp pain engulfed her, and she trembled slightly as she endured the pain, her body lonely and thin.

You're not allowed to tell Zhiyun about what happened that day.

Yingluo, as long as you take the medicine in front of me!