In the President's office on the 28th floor of Wanhe Group, Qin Zhihao continuously skimmed through documents, his face spelling impatience.

The entire secretarial team stood on either side of him, heads lowered in silence, fearing to incur the wrath of this king of hell.

"Luoyi Yi, bring me all of the reports from last month!” Qin Zhihao ordered in a solemn voice.

However, none of the secretaries on either side responded.

"Luoyi Yi..."

After a while, the secretary nearest to him finally dared to speak up, "President, Sister Yi Yi has resigned."

As if recalling something, Qin Zhihao angrily tossed his pen to the floor. “Without Luoyi Yi, everyone has forgotten how to work! Why is there such a big bug in the tech system!"

Before he could even finish venting his anger, the office door suddenly was pushed open!

"President Qin...please save me!"

Qin Zhihao had not expected that after eight months, the Luoyi Yi who reappeared before him would be in such a state.

In these cold winter months, she was only dressed in thin clothing, her pants rolled up to reveal fair legs with several red marks visible.

"Get out!"

The 28th floor of the Wanhe Group was considered an untouchable sanctuary in this city, where no one could enter without permission.

As Qin Zhihao stood behind his office desk, the desk that separated the two of them felt like the milky way.

Luo Yiyi knew, barging into the CEO's office was no different than seeking death. But she had no other options. She just didn't expect to find other people in the office when she entered.

She was disheveled; all the carefully prepared words were thrown out the window when she saw him. In that instant, she realized, no matter what happened, no matter what she became, as long as it was Qin Zihao speaking, she would definitely listen.

So, she turned around, unable to face him any longer.

"Get back here, I wasn't talking about you!" Her fingers had just touched the office door when she heard the voice from behind her ringing out again.

The secretaries on both sides, as if granted a general amnesty, fled in every direction.

Qin Zihao was watching her. His eyes held something she couldn't understand with an unhidden sneer on his face, "Luo Yiyi, you've grown bold, daring to barge into my office?"

Luo Yiyi was biting her lower lip. Under his gaze, she felt as if she were naked, "I...Mr. Qin...I'm desperate. Please, for the sake of...for..."

For the sake of past kindness...

She wanted to say this, but she could not. She was merely his secretary for six years. He, on the other hand, was high above, the CEO of Wan He. She didn't dare to talk about any past kindness.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, her hands caressing her eight-month pregnant belly, "Please, for the sake of this child who is yours, I beg you."

The look of derision on Qin Zihao's face twisted; as if he extremely disliked her look, "You've already become so capable, and you're still begging me?"

"I..." She used to be a spirited woman. If it were in the past, even if he was her CEO or boss, and he mocked her, she would not have been convinced.

But now, she didn’t even have the right to get angry. "Lu Zixi wants to kill me, but the child is innocent, Mr. Qin, please save the child!"

"Huh!" Qin Zihao let out, as if he'd heard a very amusing joke, looking at her with increasingly bored eyes, "Luo Yiyi, do I need to remind you again? That child in your belly is the one you're substitute pregnant for Lu Zixi. How could she possibly want that child to die?"