"Our patience is limited, let's leave it at that for today. I think you all need some time to consider."
After speaking, he and Zhang Zhanpeng turned and left directly.
"Bang—" The door was forcefully closed.
The office instantly returned to silence.
Li Meihua turned to look at her daughter, "Qiuqiu..."
Cheng Qiuyu shook her head, "It's okay... Mom, I'm working now, we... we'll take it slow, there will always be a way."
Her words carried a faint tremor born of fear.
But her feigned strength and calmness was like a ray of light, illuminating the despair in Li Meihua's heart.
Looking at her daughter's figure, feeling the warmth emanating from her hand.
Li Meihua's cloudy eyes moistened once more.
"Child... Mom, Mom is useless... Made you suffer..."
After a moment of silence, Qiuqiu looked away, "Let's go back. Your nerves were already weak, it's good to recuperate here for a couple of days."
"Okay."
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