CEO Jun Hit Someone

Jun Shiling learned of this news on the way back.

"Sir, what do you think we should do about this?"

Jun Shiling was silent for a moment before finally saying, "Bring him to the seventh prison and watch him closely. I'll interrogate him myself."

"Yes."

The phone had been hung up at some point. There was clearly a large pile of documents in front of him that he had not read, but Jun Shiling was no longer in the mood to read them. Looking at the tall buildings that flew past outside the window, Jun Shiling sighed.

"Stay outside for a while more and go back at ten," Jun Shiling told the chauffeur and sent Xia Wanyuan a WeChat message.

At ten o'clock, An Rao had already gone to bed early.

Jun Shiling returned home and washed up briefly before entering the bedroom.

Xia Wanyuan was not asleep yet. Seeing Jun Shiling enter, Xia Wanyuan pulled the blanket away. "Come quickly. I'm so cold."