Duan Xingzhi stood at the company entrance, watching him intimately put his arm around her shoulders as he helped her into the car, watching them lean in close and whisper to each other, watching him lean in close to help her fasten her seat belt. His chest felt like it was being scorched by fire.
He knew exactly why he felt this way, but right now he could only stand there and watch helplessly as she was taken away by another man, going to celebrate another man's birthday, and maybe even… spending the night at that man's place…
No, he couldn't keep thinking about it. The more he let his mind go to all those possibilities, the more it would hurt.
The security guard on the night shift saw him standing there for a long time and came over to ask, "President, what's wrong? Is there anything else you need?"
"Ah? Oh, nothing, I'm leaving now."
