"I don't care about you, but that old man? He just cursed you like that and even tried to strangle you! You don't have to worry about this!" Ling Chuan asked Han Bu again, "How is she recovering?"
"Much better! Really, it's fine! The medicine that Young Master Feng sent has very good effects!" Han Bu said.
Ling Chuan hummed in acknowledgment, finally feeling relieved.
Han Bu walked out, and Ling Chuan sat beside An Ziqing, snorting angrily, "These old men! What do they know! Just know how to cling onto Jia Luo!"
"Even if they don't know the inside story, you still can't hit people!" An Ziqing worried, "Now that General Manager Jin has had a stroke, people will say he was angered or beaten by you! How will we calm the other shareholders then?"
"He cursed you like that, who am I supposed to hit if not him!"
"It's just a few curses, what's the big deal!"
"No one is allowed to curse you!" Ling Chuan snorted and asked her worriedly, "Did that old man touch your wound? Let me see!"
