In the conference room, those who looked at their boss's gloomy face could guess that the president did not seem to be happy to accept the marriage.
Jun Yucheng's eyes gradually deepened as the reports on the TV continued to shift.
At the same time, the storm sweeping inside seemed to be about to break out at any time.
His fingertips were tapping the documents in front of him intentionally or unintentionally, and he pursed his lips without saying a word. No one knew what he was thinking, but his current reaction was a disguised form to the people in the conference room.
Lingchi.
They didn't even have the guts to breathe loudly.
At this moment, the door of the conference room was quickly pushed open, and Allen was seen walking quickly towards Jun Yucheng, his face a little solemn.
In everyone's confused eyes, Allen came to Jun Yucheng's ear and whispered something. Jun Yucheng's originally intimidating expression became even more terrifying at this time, causing everyone's heartbeats to speed up unconsciously.
Got up.
Jun Yucheng's face suddenly turned ashen. He stood up from his chair and rushed out of the conference room like crazy.
Seeing Jun Yucheng's figure quickly disappearing into the office, Allen sighed helplessly.
He turned to look at the confused department heads and said, "Today's meeting is cancelled. The president has something to go out."
After saying these words, Allen picked up the documents placed on Jun Yucheng's seat and left the conference room.
On the crowded streets of the city, the harsh sound of sports cars makes the increasingly busy city become a little anxious.
The silver-white Lamborghini was speeding on the speed-limited viaduct, heading towards the Central International Airport. The people in the car were looking frighteningly pale at this time.
In those sinister eyes, the temperature had dropped to freezing point, and uncontrollable anger and panic gradually settled in their eyes.
"Ji Ran!! How dare you leave like this."
The hoarse voice slowly uttered these words from his cold mouth, and the hand holding the steering wheel was covered with veins.
In the Airport Boulevard, the Lamborghini galloped at lightning speed in the middle of the crowded road, avoiding one lane after another, and could not help but attract exclamations from the passing vehicles.
Bang--
Only a harsh impact sound was heard at this time, and the high-pitched motor sound of Lamborghini became dying.
On the airport avenue, the air condensed instantly, and everyone's eyes widened, looking at the Lamborghini that crashed into the airport guardrail.
After a while, exclamations and police sirens began to sound one after another.
Just as everyone was thinking of ways to rescue the people in the car, the car door was slowly pushed open.
A slender leg, dripping with a few drops of bright red blood, slowly got out of the car.
In everyone's astonished eyes, thick and fishy blood slowly slid down Jun Yucheng's forehead, sliding down his resolute face.
On his two scratched arms, blood seeped into his white shirt, dripping from his fingertips as he stumbled toward the airport.
"Ji Ran, you dare to leave me... try it!"
His eyes were bloodshot and indescribably sad, and his body was swaying, but he still refused to stop.
Even though his vision was blurry.
"Sir, your injury is very serious. Don't move for now. The ambulance will be here soon..." Those in the conference room who looked at their boss's gloomy face could guess that.
The president didn't seem to be happy to accept the marriage.
Jun Yucheng's eyes gradually deepened as the reports on the TV continued to shift.
At the same time, the storm sweeping inside seemed to be about to break out at any time.
His fingertips were tapping the documents in front of him intentionally or unintentionally, and he pursed his lips without saying a word. No one knew what he was thinking, but his current reaction was a disguised form to the people in the conference room.
Lingchi.
They didn't even have the guts to breathe loudly.
At this moment, the door of the conference room was quickly pushed open, and Allen was seen walking quickly towards Jun Yucheng, his face a little solemn.
In everyone's confused eyes, Allen came to Jun Yucheng's ear and whispered something. Jun Yucheng's originally intimidating expression became even more terrifying at this time, causing everyone's heartbeats to speed up unconsciously.
Got up.
Jun Yucheng's face suddenly turned ashen. He stood up from his chair and rushed out of the conference room like crazy.
Seeing Jun Yucheng's figure quickly disappearing into the office, Allen sighed helplessly.
He turned to look at the confused department heads and said, "Today's meeting is cancelled. The president has something to go out."
After saying these words, Allen picked up the documents placed on Jun Yucheng's seat and left the conference room.
On the crowded streets of the city, the harsh sound of sports cars makes the increasingly busy city become a little anxious.
The silver-white Lamborghini was speeding on the speed-limited viaduct, heading towards the Central International Airport. The people in the car were looking frighteningly pale at this time.
In those sinister eyes, the temperature had dropped to freezing point, and uncontrollable anger and panic gradually settled in their eyes.
"Ji Ran!! How dare you leave like this."
The hoarse voice slowly uttered these words from his cold mouth, and the hand holding the steering wheel was covered with veins.
In the Airport Boulevard, the Lamborghini galloped at lightning speed in the middle of the crowded road, avoiding one lane after another, and could not help but attract exclamations from the passing vehicles.
Bang--
Only a harsh impact sound was heard at this time, and the high-pitched motor sound of Lamborghini became dying.
On the airport avenue, the air condensed instantly, and everyone's eyes widened, looking at the Lamborghini that crashed into the airport guardrail.
After a while, exclamations and police sirens began to sound one after another.
Just as everyone was thinking of ways to rescue the people in the car, the car door was slowly pushed open.
A slender leg, dripping with a few drops of bright red blood, slowly got out of the car.
In everyone's astonished eyes, thick and fishy blood slowly slid down Jun Yucheng's forehead, sliding down his resolute face.
On his two scratched arms, blood seeped into his white shirt, dripping from his fingertips as he stumbled toward the airport.
"Ji Ran, you dare to leave me... try it!"
His eyes were bloodshot and indescribably sad, and his body was swaying, but he still refused to stop.
Even though his vision was blurry.
"Sir, your injuries are very serious. Don't move yet. The ambulance will be here soon..."