The Yun Gong Club... had closed for the night, and almost all the employees had left.
In a corner of the lobby that had just been mopped.
"Three hundred thousand... Where am I supposed to get that much money? Are you trying to force me to death?"
"A Qing, without this money, we'll die too. Sob, sob..."
"I want to die too!!"
Bang—!
The cup was smashed hard against the floor. The shattered glass glimmered under the ambient lights like diamonds... She raised her head, the ceiling lights stabbing so harshly that she seemed unable to open her eyes.
She desperately restrained herself.
A Qing took another deep breath before crouching down and silently gathering the broken glass from the floor.
Glass cut people.
A smear of red appeared on A Qing's fingertip. As she watched the blood bead quickly, she seemed possessed. She subconsciously picked up a sharp fragment, gritted her teeth, and slashed it toward her wrist.
But a strong, powerful hand grabbed her wrist tightly at that moment.
"What are you doing? There's nothing that can't be resolved. Besides, if something happened to you here, I'd be in a lot of trouble too!"
"Boss Cao..."
The suppressed emotions surged out like a breached dam. She only wanted to find someone to cry in front of, so she suddenly grabbed his arm, buried her head against it, and began sobbing.
After a long while, Cao Zijian instinctively reached out to comfort her, but ultimately stopped himself. "Don't bother cleaning this up. Where do you live? I'll take you home."
"No... No need. I'm fine now." A Qing quickly backed away and hurriedly wiped her cheeks. "Things got to me. I'm fine after crying it out."
"That won't do." Cao Zijian shook his head. "You were just trying to