Ju Huasong was holding her newly purchased luxury handbag from abroad, when she suddenly felt a pat on her back before she had walked far.
When she turned around, she found it was her secretary, Li.
"Sister Ju, you dropped something!"
Secretary Li pointed to the ground, grinning.
After speaking, he bent over to pick up a pen from the ground.
Though Ju Huasong found his smile a bit strange, she didn't think much of it and casually took the pen.
After Li left, she looked at the pen in her hand, a puzzled expression appearing on her face.
This pen… it doesn't seem to be mine?
"Li, you…"
Ju Huasong frowned, turning around to call out to Li.
But he seemed to have disappeared into thin air, vanished from her sight.
Unable to resist, she took two steps forward, but suddenly slipped.
"Ouch!"
Ju Huasong fell face down, like a dog falling, crashing hard onto the ground.
Coincidentally, the pen she was holding instantly pierced her mouth, stabbing straight into her tonsils.
"Ah!"
