Wen Suihan appeared at the door of Hu Family Group at two o'clock in the deep of night.
The moment the security guard saw Wen Suihan's face, he thought his eyes were playing tricks on him, muttering under his breath, "Isn't that, isn't that..."
He couldn't recall Wen Suihan's full name for a moment, only knowing this person was of significant standing, the president of HR's listed group company.
Wen Suihan strode into the Hu Family office building, to the person Jiang Yi esteemed.
As soon as Wen Suihan pushed open the glass door of the office, Jiang Yi rose from the sofa, hurried toward him, and dove into his embrace.
Jiang Yi held on to his waist for a long time without letting go.
Wen Suihan didn't move either, letting her hold him.
He knew that the string in Jiang Yi's mind had been wound too tight for too long, and if it didn't relax, it would break.
And it seemed he might be the only consolation that could allow Jiang Yi to unwind.
