"Just sign it."
"Just... sign it."
But when the tip of the pen was about to touch the paper, it once again paused.
Just like before, no matter what, Yong Xin couldn't make it go any further, as if this hand had lost his control.
After trying for a long time, Yong Xin looked up at his subordinate and said calmly, "You may leave now."
The subordinate was startled, "Uh, Lord Yong Xin, you haven't..."
"I told you to leave," Yong Xin repeated.
The subordinate dared not say more and immediately took his leave, closing the door on his way out.
Now, Yong Xin was alone in the office.
He quietly looked at his right hand holding the pen.
Then,
"Bang."
He slammed the pen onto the desk, his expression gradually turning fierce and terrifying.
"Ten years, why won't you..."
"Just go to die?"
"Ian."
...
"Thud."
Ina was pressed to the ground, her hands restrained.
Then Bai Wei sat on her back, declaring the end of the fight with a smirk.
