The scenery here is so beautiful, so beautiful that she leans against the tree trunk and forgets to go back.
The air is refreshing, with the scent of spring wafting everywhere.
Just as she is enjoying this rare peace, suddenly, the light before her eyes is blocked.
Jasmine Yale slightly opens her eyes.
Blocking her view is none other than Sylvan Cheney.
He's wearing a dark shirt, his gaze sharp, eyes fixed directly on her face, with a barely noticeable smirk at the corner of his lips.
Jasmine Yale gives him a glance and turns to leave.
Suddenly, Sylvan Cheney grabs the card around her neck, coldly pulling her closer!
Jasmine feels the card tighten around her neck, scared to move: "Sylvan Cheney, are you crazy, do you want to strangle me?"
Sylvan Cheney looks down, staring at the four letters of the ZR Group on her card, his expression mocking: "Impressive, it's the first time I've seen your tactics. How did you become the vice secretary in such a short time, huh?"
