This man, from the day she met him, has always been a towering presence. He manipulated the affairs of A City and dominated the business world. To her, he was akin to a ruler, a figure whose weaknesses seemed impossible to witness.
Yet now, he showed such a sorrowful expression in front of her, like an abandoned child, so helpless and pitiful.
Xia Zhixun walked over and stood next to him, "I think you've been overly fatigued lately. Because of my brother's death, you've been under a lot of psychological pressure, which is why you're feeling so distraught. Let me handle this matter; you should go back and communicate with your wife first."
Ou Mucen: "…"
Unexpectedly, this Xia Zhixun was rather understanding.
Ou Mucen sat there in silence, pondering whether it was Xia Zhichu's death that caused him intense guilt, making him so extreme.
