Lin Shiyan took out a few tissues from her bag and gently wiped the bloodstains at the corner of her mouth.
"Little Yong, you can't tell anyone about this," Lin Shiyan said seriously.
"Yes, yes!" Yong Limei nodded, her face full of worry, as she said, "President Lin, how about we go to the hospital?"
"No need. Get ready; we still have to attend the promotional event later."
"But President Lin, your condition…"
"Go now!" Lin Shiyan's tone left no room for doubt.
Seeing Wang Dadong walking out of the hotel with a grim face, Feng Gang shook his head. He had told Wang Dadong earlier not to humiliate himself, but Wang Dadong insisted on going.
It was already fortunate enough that he wasn't directly thrown out by the security guards.
