Will You Grow Old with Me?

"Well..."

While Ying Guan had thought that Song Jianyi would uphold justice, he hadn't expected it to be so straightforward. Ying Guan stood still in his spot, stunned. After a moment, he yelled and rushed forward...

An hour later, the two beaten-up scumbags were taken away by the tardy police officers. Song Jianyi clapped her hands and, supporting her pregnant belly, asked the two pitiful figures in front of her, "Still feeling depressed?"

Gong Qingfeng shyly lowered his head, while Ying Guan's fist continued to tremble. It was clear that his emotions hadn't calmed down yet. But that was okay; Song Jianyi had already arranged for a psychologist to help Ying Guan later.

"You should go home and rest. When you've recovered, if you want to come back to the company, you can come back," Song Jianyi said.

"Song...Boss Song, you don't hate me?" Ying Guan asked.

"Hate you? Why would I hate you?"