Just as Wen Nan was pondering how to unfold the topic about "GATE," Guan Ailin had already closed the phone conference interface.
"Sigh..."
Sitting at the table, Guan Ailin's palm still rested on the back of Wen Nan's hand which was placed on her chest, the gloom on her face becoming more intense.
"Still in pain?" Wen Nan said as he massaged the place he held in his palm again.
Guan Ailin's fingers tightened around his wrist slightly, she squeezed out a smile to Wen Nan, shook her head, "It's nothing."
It seemed like she didn't want to talk more, but the inner voice didn't stop——
'So tired.'
'I gave up all the family support, started from scratch, and still worked day and night for the company just to draw a clear line with them, but in the end... the nest was still stolen by my own family.'
'Around me, who else can I trust?'
'The whole Erin Group, from the board to the management, is probably rotten from the root, isn't it?'
