"I ......," Yang Shuting slowly came to her senses, looked at him, and swallowed. She was compelled to do so.

"A secretary and assistant, a well paid job, isn't that enough to satisfy your vanity?" said Ling Weihao angrily, "You are so cheap that I feel disgusted and awful ... I really shouldn't save you."

At the time he was in the office, just busy with work, he called her, but she did not answer. He kept dialing, and finally she picked up, no one dared to let his phone drop out, only her.

Yang Shuting lowered her head and bit her lower lip, "My mother is sick, very sick,...