[Gu Holdings]
Meng Xian walked down the aisle with precise focus on Lingling's desk. She was small, seated behind it. The light that stretched through the blinds, cast long lines across her back.
"Lingling", he greeted and she looked up gently. A smile formed softly on her lips.
"Are you looking for Mr Gu?" she asked.
"I think he's still out, right?"
"Right, Mr Gu hasn't returned. Then you're…?" she hesitantly asked.
Meng Xian swallowed hard. His fist clenched tightly to try and control his nervousness.
"Do you have a message for Mr Gu?" Lingling asked after not getting any response from him.
"I just want to tell you…", he started. "I have an upcoming operation. I probably won't see you soon."
Lingling stared at him, too stunned to say a word.
"I… just wanted to tell you in case you look for me."
"What happened?" she asked, nervously.
"Mr Li… I'm his match. I'll be donating."
