"President, we really couldn't stop this gentleman." The secretary at the door stood with a sweaty face, repeatedly apologizing.
Big Fish Media was indeed a bit too lax as Shen Xingwei managed to come all the way in.
Shen Jue glanced at the person at the door, waved dismissively, signaling the secretaries to leave. He remained seated in his wheelchair, still bent over his documents.
As if the arrival of Shen Xingwei had no impact on him whatsoever.
He seemed not prepared to pay any attention to Shen Xingwei.
"Shen Jue." Shen Xingwei finally gritted his teeth and walked in, "You know full well that grandma doesn't have a mental illness. Why did you send her to such a place? You will drive her insane."
"Compared to taking my father's life, taking my legs, merely driving her insane is nothing, right? At least she's still alive, isn't she?"
