Han Jingnian's gaze remained fixed on the iPad, never wavering. He didn't speak either, but his expression conveyed an implicit agreement.
"So it really is like that..." Assistant Zhang muttered softly.
Xia Wan'an, who had already guessed the reason behind Han Jingnian's accident with Ai Jiang's car that night, felt her fingertips quiver involuntarily when she heard Assistant Zhang's words.
"President Han, forgive my boldness, but what you did was too rash. Do you realize how dangerous the situation was? You barely escaped with your life, and watching the surveillance made me sweat profusely. President Han, you're really lucky. As they say in TV dramas, you have the protagonist's halo. If it were anyone slightly less fortunate, they could have died on the spot. You were too irrational. If something happened to you, if there were any mishaps, what would the old lady do? What would happen to the Han Family enterprise?"
