Liu Wei smiled nonchalantly, "Chairman Nanrong, we haven't finished our conversation, why rush to leave?"
"I..." Nanrong Wanqing opened her mouth, about to speak, but for some reason, she suddenly felt dizzy. Liu Wei in front of her became a blur, as if seen through a thin mist, not very clear.
What's happening to me?
Nanrong Wanqing thought to herself, could it be due to excessive sadness lately, not resting well, causing her body to be overly tired? In the blink of an eye, Nanrong Wanqing supported herself on the coffee table in front of the sofa, but her arm went weak, and she suddenly leaned forward, knocking the coffee cup on the table to the ground with a clatter, the glass cup instantly shattering.
Knock, knock, knock!
A knocking sound came from outside the office, followed by Lan opening the door and walking in, asking, "Chairman, what's wrong?"
