"Knock, knock." A gentle knocking sounded, but Bai Zhenhong did not respond.
The person outside tentatively knocked again.
Bai Zhenhong still sat motionless in his chair, silent, his entire demeanor as if his soul had left his body.
"Xiaoqi, the president is in a bad mood. Even the young lady was scolded and ran out crying. You shouldn't go in now," a soft voice of discouragement came from the office door. The one knocking was Bai Qi, and the one advising was Bai Zhenhong's secretary.
Bai Qi's face was full of worry; he had also seen his elder sister crying as she ran out, covering one side of her face. Without asking, he knew she had been hit by their father. Ever since they were children, their father had never laid a hand on the three siblings, but ever since his second sister followed President Fan, and their relationship with their father had grown increasingly hostile, his father's temper had become abnormal. Today was not the first time he had hit his elder sister.
