President Ji's mood was particularly good because of that cup of aromatic coffee and the fact that he had earned a big box of coffee. You should know, he had been brooding for quite some time over that box of coffee that changed owners. Now, his calculating heart was finally appeased, and the gloom induced by his son was temporarily soothed.
But Le Tong, on the other hand, was in a foul mood because she spent an unexpectedly large amount of money, coupled with vaguely recalling bits and pieces of that night. Although the memories were fuzzy, it was enough to bring her mood to a low point.
Sitting blankly in front of the computer for a moment, Le Tong snapped back to reality, her head throbbing with intense pain. Usually, for minor aches, Le Tong would choose to ignore them, grit her teeth, and pull through. But this time, the pain was unbearable, her head felt like it was about to explode, as if something was trying to burst out of her skull.
