Chapter 433
President Song suppressed his urge to act and looked again towards the screen.
Seeing her sitting on the ground for a while without getting up, and unable to help or rather, not daring to help.
This feeling of helplessness stirred dark and violent emotions in President Song’s deep eyes.
His nature was like that—dark and paranoid, accustomed to controlling everything; whenever something went beyond his control, he found it unbearable.
The darkness and violence in President Song’s eyes almost overflowed; he took a deep breath, dialed a phone call with a stern face, and heard a respectful and polite voice on the other end, "President Song, what are your instructions?"
"How was she today?"
"Just as usual, she watched TV for a while and seemed in a better mood than before," the voice on the other end reported meticulously.
President Song sneered, "I am so distressed, and yet she is in a good mood? Why is that?"
"I understand. I will reprimand her. Rest assured, President Song," the person on the other end said immediately.
Then, President Song ended the call, and his violent mood seemed to be slightly alleviated.