When she got out of the car, Zhou Ting dashed off without a word of goodbye, a rare behavior for her.
Huang Xiaojue was slightly surprised but didn't say much.
Zhou Ting rushed straight to the second-floor study.
The door was slightly ajar. She pushed it open and said, "Dad..."
Old Zhou's face was extremely grim. "Tingting, you're finally back."
She turned pale. "What on earth happened, Dad?"
"Our business database has been leaked..."
Zhou Ting was incredulous.
