Pulling herself out of her memories, Lan Man saw her ever-clueless son standing there, pale-faced as if he'd suffered a great blow.
Lan Man could guess a little about what had happened.
Hopefully, this experience would help the child grow up a bit.
"You owe her an apology. Treat her well from now on, and don't throw your spoiled-brat tantrums anymore."
Jiang Shengyao opened his mouth, but in the end, it turned into a helpless sigh as he lowered his head dejectedly.
The secretary, holding coffee, waited at the office door. The door opened, and Jiang Shengyao walked out, head hanging low.
The secretary handed him the coffee.
Jiang Shengyao took it, drained it in one go, then threw the cup back onto the tray and strode off.
The secretary glanced at the youth's retreating figure and chuckled softly, "This kid has it tough inside, huh."
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